Do it indoors. Embrace the fumes. I have. It's the dreams and the moments
of spaciness that allowed me to create the Mel-O-Tron
In a message dated 7/16/2010 4:22:07 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,
astroboy@cinci.rr.com writes:
I'm invoking the right of Fuck It (first set forth in the Magna Carta, I
believe). After two weeks of waiting for the temperature and humidity to
come into a reasonable range, and two botched attempts at brushing a
lacquer finish, I've sanded the new feet down to the bare wood and am
spraying them black.