tools are like musical instruments--
practice daily and they become an
extension of one's being. it's satisfying
when intention and execution merge
without thinking and everything behaves.
most days, the job goes without a hitch.
when it does, i seldom report on it.
what's there to say--"today went great!"?
i'm more interested in struggle and error.
that's fundamental to journalism; dog bites
man ain't news. today, the reverse
my oh-so-sexy Makita 36v sliding miter
got stuck in 22.5 degree bevel position.
used the hell out of this saw--i'm an
arne and i went over it inch by inch a
times, fiddled with tension knob and lock
release button every which-a-way, went so
far as to partially dismantle
it, during which
process this tiny spring went invisibly
that is to say, we didn't notice it was
i figured out something was missing. i
magnetic sweep to
find it against all odds, then
reassembled the mechanism. that seemed
victory in itself, though in the end the
still stuck in a bad position. a lot of
effort just to
stay in place, but at least i hadn't made