Youngest showed up today around noon - looking like he had a mild sunburn.
"You been to the beach in this weather? (cold - for California - and rainy) I asked.
"No. Why?" he asked
"You look like you got a bit more sun than you bargained for." I point out.
"No, I just worked up a sweat running over here." he said nonchelontly sp?).
"RAN!?" I asked incredulously
"It's only 11 miles." he says over his shoulder on the way to the shop.
"Someone chased you for 11 miles!?" I yell at him.
"I'm getting ready for my first Half Marathon - 13.3 miles. Been doing 8 or 10 mile runs just about every day for the last month." he explains.
"You adopted and no one told me? Mountain biking, cyclo cross and 70 mile bike rides weren't enough for you so now it's marathons!?" I yell.
We discussed his sanity for the next four hours we spent on his coffee table.
The glue up used 22 clamps - his new personal best. Now I have justification for MORE CLAMPS.
(pics in alt.binaries.pictures.woodworking - same subject line)
charlie b