Oh yes, it was just fixed by the time I got home late in the afternoon. The workman told me it took all day because they kept running into the gaslines while digging up the street trying to find the break in the water line. No mishaps, and I was just glad it wasn't my problem.

I met a friend for breakfast, which lasted past lunch, sharpening the waitress's knife got us a free slice of pie.

The top knife is one I found in a pawn shop. I looked it up, it's a dental lab plaster knife, I guess for trimming molds of teeth. It's full tang, carbon steel, with some sort of prying thingy in the back; it looks like it would be handy around the house. Maybe I'll fashion a sheath for it.
That sounds like a great way to pass the time, too.

I hope to do something similar.
I can't seem to throw the old Boker out of my pocket.
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