People coming to our forum asking us how to make meth pipes without them breaking.
Never thought I'd be adding that one.
Sweating your ass off pulling color tube out and then shivering afterwards because your clothes are wet.
People thinking you can take any time off work you want because you work for yourself...which in reality is like having no less than 6 jobs if you're doing it right. Not to mention the zero paid vacation or sick days.
Dropping a marble off the punty!
Runaway tweezers. Those sneaky bastards.
Losing sleep because you had a dream and ran to the shop at some insane hour to try it.
Spending all your money on color so you can make more money...to spend on more color.
Resisting the urge to use that last rod of draconis because you can't get any more while really wanting to make something with it.
Spending 10 mins searching for the gold that popped off the rod.
Stubborn fingerprints showing up in pics.
Chasing a crack.
Glass gods demanding a sacrifice.
114 degree weather. -27 degree weather.
Graphite fingerprints all over the place.
Spiders crawling into your tubes.
Burns in your clothes.
Never ending wish list of tools and supplies.
Attempting to take a day off yet working when you think no one is looking.
We have problems only other glass blowers understand. What are yours?
~Misha
People coming to our forum asking us how to make meth pipes without them breaking.
Never thought I'd be adding that one.
~Misha
My butt always itches and I seem to get pink eye more often than most, but I think it's because Puff Danny uses my station from time to time..
Too many holes burned in my cloths.
Oxygen is getting too expensive.
It is just too hot and humid outside in the afternoons.
Having to work weekends because it gets so busy.
Sitting on my ass not doing anything because I am waiting on an order to come through.
It takes forever to get paid. But I give them credit. Selling that much glass is not easy.
I stare at a wall.
Have no friends at work
that is a good one.... maybe try to get a mirror to work infront of. It works for pet birds.
Taking half your day off because you ran out of oxygen.
Frit in my pockets.
Ground joint slips loose
One guy always listens to Dubstep/Hip hop
arrogant/competitive glassblowers
Vacation consists of selling glass
Burnt hair on your glass
Chinese black
Kids in Pakistan with mad glassblowing skills who work for rice
That sliver of glass in my finger
Kink...kakink...kink
forgot to turn the kiln on. now I must flame anneal for an hour
Ppl yelling for me to come to dinner or come take this dumb unimportant phone call when im spinning out the base of the best goblet ive ever done....
or calling me in to say..."you need to mow the grass sometime today"....
OHH GOOD GREEFFF
Glass shards in my car!
Frit in my pockets is a good one.
~Misha
power outage
broken pointy reamer tip
bubble trash
wind
gas man
made in China
broken punty w molten pc on lathe
@B.RY_glass
i'll second the arrogant/competitive glassblowers
^^these people who get all the best supplies and tools cuz they have a trust fund while i'm using a reamer held together with a hose clamp
getting a gnarly burn or a cut in a place that makes masturbation difficult yet certainly not impossible
my shop mate's furious baby mama who dumped honey and coffee grinds all over the glass stock in the shop so i have to clean everything i use for ten minutes
carpal tunnel
trigger finger
that guy at every show that demands something for a third of the asking price because "hey man, i know what it's worth. i know what it takes to make that"
^^the morals that stop me from slapping the jackass mentioned above and making sweet dirty shamefull love to his girlfriend while he cries and watches us
oh, and dubstep. i also fucking HATE dubstep.
X2 on the tools held together with a hose clamp, that made me crack up.
Color incompatibility is a total pain in the a$$.
Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank.
experiments with thermodynamics:
http://www.talkglass.com/forum/showthread.php?t=35157
It being so hot and humid in the summer you wish for winter only for winter to come and wish for summer again...
The 10 minutes of finding where the gold that popped off went is a great one too
Same with having someone in the shop who just listens to music you don't dig, my shop mate has the oddest music taste ever.
Having to take 3 shirts to work with you because you sweat through 2 and need the third to go out and still look somewhat presentable.
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame ; it comes to the soldier, war mad on a stricken battlefield and refusing quarter. ~ Jack London
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I stare at the ocean all day. Usually makes me say fuck this and go spearfishing.
I can't stand June-July its the worst for me trying to work and bombs are going off
June was not so bad this year. But July was a scorcher.
Waking up with a sore upper back. I think those heavy wall tubing lengths are getting heavy. I wonder how many pieces I can make today with the help of Advil.
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