The random rantings of an old, 63 years, knifemaker (please don't say "bladesmith") on tools, technology and the world's unfortunate tendency toward overcomplication.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Oh yeah...
This is what I do.
Sorry, I've just been caught-up in the moment - all the pundit larvae spitting and frothing.
And, the illustrious Mr. Beck, the guy who wasn't expecting to have to define "white culture".
Priceless.
This is a therapeutic Kukri.
I'm not sure what I mean by that, it's just that a month or two ago I was at loose ends (and waaaay behind as anyone's ordered something me recently already should realize).
Anyway, just to be doing something directed, I beat out a Kuk blade.
Then, I went all "theater-altered" on it.
Cast-brass bolster, spacers of leather (black and brown) Micarta, Plexiglas with a chunk of antler in the middle.
Brass pommel with my cute little detail:
The pommel nut is covered with the butt of a .303 cartridge.
Likewise the stud of the retention strap on the sheath.
As much as I like having it around, it is for sale.
$200 shipped.
SOLD
Sorry, folks.
You da' man, Sam!
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