Addicted to Norm Abrams

OK, I am a sawdust-maker (sometimes known as a woodworker). I have actually gotten good enough to sell things to people and make a buck or two. I have about 15 projects lined up for my summer vacation (my "day job" is teaching school).

I could not afford to buy ALL the tools needed to be "Norm," so two buddies of mine and I came up with a unique idea. I have a good shop building which is centrally located close to a lumber yard and not far from a sawmill which has its own kiln for drying wood, and which sells hardwoods reasonably. So my buddies brought their tools over and set them up, and each of us has a key. Between the three of us, we have a bang-up workshop. We call it "The Old Dawgs Woodshed." The three "old dawgs" are a feller that looks like a bloodhound, a feller that kind of resembles "Benji," and a feller that reminds everyone of a German Police Dog (that's me).