| it began with a pile of salvaged orillia cherry tree wood! |
| finding the pieces that fit together best |
| gord explains basic saw safety to me, worriedly |
| loading the wood into the truck to go get it planed in town |
| this is brian. he let us use his planing machine |
| uncle gord, wood planer extraordinaire |
| after we straightened and sanded the wood, we glued the planks together |
| and then used this bar clamp to force the boards to love each other |
| gord forces the love |
| i took this photo to show how hard i yanked this crank. unfortunately, photography failed to capture the awe-inspiring brute strength of my muscles. |
| when the glue pops up like this, it's a good sign - it means you've clamped the boards nice and tight |
| we are the clampions |
| AWWW YEAH |
| sanding that shit down |
| mrs. sandman, bring me a dream |
| the tiny army tank of sanding |
| mr. sandman, bring me another dream. but a different one, this time, OK? |
| GRACIE!!!! |
| GRACE 'N BOOTS |
| taking the glued wood to be planed a second time |
| gord gets high on fumes |
| the saw OF DEATH |
| the wood emerges victorious from the planer, smooth as BALLS! |
| AS BALLS, I SAID! |
| brian introduces the wood to some "sandpaper on steroids" |
| now we have to glue the two halves of the table together |
| but she's looking pretty damn good so far! (a stand-back-and-admire-it shot) |
| getting the two sides straight with an orbital sander |
| yeah, they're not so straight yet |
| behold! she is glued and clamped like a wolf who's also a medical doctor! (or something else that rules) |
| I AM CRANKING SO HARD. nobody knows what it takes to be me. |
| mixing sawdust and glue to put in the cracks |
| testing out some different stains |
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