So...if I had my preference, I would never admit this to anyone that hadn't seen me in bandages. I'd keep it as my own little secret, and try to come off as a professional, and never have to be vulnerable online. Cause that's what you do with embarrassing information, right? Curate it out of your internet identity, and only take photos of your house when its clean and full of interesting items and cups of tea?
Except...I don't really believe that. I believe in authenticity, and telling the whole story, and being willing to geek out over something amazing and admitting you're not too cool to get obsessed with stuff, and all that junk.
So here it is: I hurt myself on the table saw. Like soft pink flesh meets forty teeth-per-inch carbide tipped blade spinning at 3000 RPM.
To clarify: any table saw injury is bad news. (At least, when it's running. I regularly stub my toes on it, or bang into it when moving stuff around, but that's just cause I'm a spaz.) And as far as table saw injuries go, I was very, very lucky. I still have ten fully functioning fingers...though one is a bit out-of-commission right now. But (see above), those *&#$ers are dangerous, and no matter how lucky you get and grateful you feel (I was and I do), it's no small potatoes.
If you wanna hear the story, read on. There are a few photos of post-stitches injury. They're not gratuitous, nor bloody, or particularly gross, but do be aware if you're not much… read more






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