Carpenter by day, blacksmith by night and I write stories about ponies when I have time.
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
Q(^_^Q). The friendliest misanthrope you'll ever meet.
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."