Life in Pappy's Woodshop

 I just had my prostate biopsied last week. I was going to put a  picture of a prostate with this post but didn't like the idea of showing  such a private part and thought this picture of a bottle of Saw  Palmetto was a better conversation piece. After my annual checkup,  my doctor recommended that I start taking Sal Palmetto along with  going to see a urologist. What's Saw Palmetto? According to Wiki,  "Saw palmetto extract is an extract of the fruit of Serenoa repens. It  is rich in fatty acids and phytosterols. It has been used in traditional,  eclectic,...

 Finally, you really wanted to see a real picture of Pappy. Well, here  it is! A picture of me and my grandson. Nice resemblance, eh? Isn't  bald beautiful? I'm so proud of my grandson for wanting to look like  me. However, he's a lot cuter from the front. I actually started going  bald when I was 20 something. My grandfather on my mother's side  was bald so I expected the worse. Thank heaven's I kept some of  my hair until I met my wife. Although Mammy claims she married me because I was the only boy on campus during the...

 Here is my son, M, the fireman along with his mug  shot when he was young and as an adult father.  Well, he's not really a fireman or ever wanted to be.  However, you can see by the picture, he still likes  playing with fire in his adult years. He's currently working on his doctorate at a western university. He works in a lab at the university and tests hypothesis. He seems to like it and I'm just sure he was born with this ability. You see, when he was the boy in the picture, he learned about calling 911...

 Having a woodshop elevates your position as a grandpa with your  grand kids, especially the boy grand kids. Just think what my  grandson (we'll call him C) thinks about me after making him this  puppet theater. He thinks I am a neat old man!......and wow, all  those tools! (the male grand kids have that man-thing about tools,  also). They like to putter in my woodshop which excites me because  I know they will eventually grow up to be big putterers and maybe inherit my tools. The girl grand kids pop their head into my shop and then disappear. They hate...

 I'm a conesouir of glue. I know there must be some recipes somewhere made  from glue (after all, flour is just a form of glue). Two of my bad habits are Diet  Coke and picking glue off my hands. Caution: There is some glue you just can't  pick off your hands and it could be dangerous to try. For instance, don't try  mixing up a batch of epoxy glue and spreading it all over your hands, letting it  dry and then try picking it off. The kind of glue I'm talking about is good old  Elmer's glue. I blame my...