Take Care

I saw a commercial the other day.

(Stop snickering, xots. I'll get to the point. Wait for it!)

In the commercial, they're comparing butchers to artists -- painters, drafters (architects?) and such. And I'm thinking to myself ...

Did you see how sharp that freakin' knife is?!?  Holy crap!  The butcher's holding the thing by a thumb and forefinger, and all but drawing a smooth curve around about an inch-thick piece of dead animal.  Un-possible!  And then they show someone calmly drawing a filet knife through some more meat, and it could be a freakin' light-saber with how smoothly and effortlessly it slices through that stuff.

And now I have two thoughts:

1. I gotta get me some knives that sharp, so that I'm not pushing them through squash and stuff and risking injury, and
2. I'd sure as hell also be holding that slab o' meat by a finger and thumb more than 2 inches away from where I'm using the knife.  You see how easily I could get cut by that stuff?

And that was all.  Okay, maybe another post in a day or two.  Not much more meaningful than this one, though, so don't get your hopes up.