Monday, September 01, 2014

I don't buy it...

If marriage is not a sacrament, why does the Bible say, "God hates divorce?" If it is just a civic agreement for two people to live together, why does God care?

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Face palm!

I am not generally one to talk politics on this blog, but...sweet merciful bacon. Will someone please tell the President it is never in the national interest to call a press conference that will be broadcast all over the world (and watched by terrorists and crazy dictators) to announce, "We don't know what we're doing..."

 Seriously, people need to at least feel like you're in control of something.


Adventures in Woodworking: The Mother-in-law edition

My Mother-in-law does quite a bit of quilting. As such, she has several quilts in various states of assembly balanced on a railing in her house (amongst other places). She has been after me for several months to make her a quilt rack. 

We first talked about it back in the winter, when it was simply too cold to be out in my wood shop working with power tools. Spring came and went, and I never got around to it. Finally over the last few weeks, I ordered some lumber custom. She wanted a high quality oak to match several of her antiques.

Flush hex-screw hole
 I finally got the type of oak she was wanting, after finding a building pattern that both she and I liked. The original pattern had the quilt rack all screwed together with glue and such. I wanted something that could be disassembled.B eing the "problem solved" off-the-wall builder I am, I got about half way through the pattern and decided I had better way of building the thing.

I added some adjustable Allen wrench hex key screws and wood insert spikes. I even used my drill press to make the holes for the screws flush.

I also hand carved her name into one of the slats. That was completely my idea.

Hand carved
After several layers of polyurethane, I think it turned out pretty nicely as a modified A-frame.
Quilts not for sale!



Sunday, August 24, 2014

Aleppo, Syria

I had the opportunity to hear a missionary priest from Aleppo, Syria speak in Church today. He said they update the Facebook page once a week when they have their hour's worth of electrical power. He was a good speaker, despite English being his 4th language. You can find his Facebook page by searching for SOS Christians in Syria.

They also have a blog that is worth reading.

If you would like to donate, St. Michael's Catholic Church-Hastings is taking up a collection next Sunday (August 31st) for the work in Syria. You could probably also donate through the Diocese of Lincoln. Or, contact me, and I could probably figure out something through Paypal or whatever.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Making You Think

Very interesting video here by a group that asked homeless people to write down a fact about themselves.

It reminded me of my deceased great uncle. He was simply know as "Uncle Bill."  He was the...shall I say...special one in the family. He was basically homeless for most of his adult life. He was my grandmother's brother. He was a very strange guy, and my family tried to help him as much as we could. I think they even tried to rent him an apartment or house for a while, but he just chose to be homeless.

We never really knew why until after he died. As it turned out, he had been in the Korean War front lines. We learned from a friend of his that he'd see all these starving kids and would feel so guilty about it, he'd basically give away all his C-rations. He was basically starving himself the entire time he was over there, and it apparently warped him. He never recovered from that.

Back then, we really did not know anything about Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or any of that. We just thought he was weird old Uncle Bill.

Sometimes you just don't know...