Hey Mister Is That Thing Sharp?

Well you know what they say...the road to hell is paved with best intentions.  So I'm well on my way to hell because I intended, and now won't be able, to write those entertaining blogs for a while.

My birthday and best friend's are seven days apart and normally celebrated with the now famous "Geezer Gala".  This year I was out of town so no gala to be had and he and I exchanged gifts this most recent Friday.

He knows that I love to cook.  When one cooks one cuts things.  He has known me for thirty years and recognized I have always coveted my neighbor's knife.  Oh my!  I really am on my way down the path to perdition. 

So I was amazed when I open my gift to reveal this. [Glad it wasn't my neighbors wife]

This is one serious 700 year old Ninja family, still manufactured the ancient ways using a secret I'd have to kill you if I told you formula, Ninja cutting machine.

Well naturally I had to cut something with this Ninja Knife and I did.

The tip of my finger is now, if not tightly wrapped, flapping in the wind, thus making long bouts of typing onerous and of course, slowing down the blog process.

So yeah kid, that things sharp.  Really! Really, fecking sharp!

Talk to you later