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This morning I cold-bloodedly (but without malice aforethought) set about breaking a law.
The law in question was the one forbidding the carrying of concealed weapons in Lincoln city buses and bus stops. In my defense I had only the most innocent of intentions--I have six really dull knives in my kitchen and the deli at work has an electric knife sharpener. What's a woman to do? I rolled up my three second-best knives (the Chicago Cutlery ones I got when I was an undergrad in my first apartment) in a clean kitchen towel and buried them in the bottom of my book-bag.
I took my second-best knives because I had never sharpened a knife before and I decided that it was better to practice on them and not the very beautiful Forschner knives Karin and Ami had given me for Christmas a few years back. (After she gave them to me Karin told me I needed to give her a penny to honor an old superstition against knives 'cutting' a friendship. I gave her a nickel, because though neither of us is especially superstitious I don't think one should mess around where friendship is concerned.)
As one might expect I had no problem getting to work with my dire cargo. The sharpening process went smoothly, and the most trouble I had getting home came from the fact that the College View bus was running even later than usual. (It's been doing that ever since the snow last week. I blame the City of Lincoln's laughably inept excuse for a snow-removal program. I grew up in Omaha were the Public Works Department is familiar with the concept of the snowplow.)
I tested one of them out while making dinner tonight by slicing up an onion and a tomato. It was clearly sharper than before. Probably not as sharp as new, but clearly better. I'll try them all out, and then maybe take them back in again for another round of sharpening. Then I'll take in my gift-knives in and give them some diamond-edged love.
Assuming, of course, that the police don't catch me first.

The law in question was the one forbidding the carrying of concealed weapons in Lincoln city buses and bus stops. In my defense I had only the most innocent of intentions--I have six really dull knives in my kitchen and the deli at work has an electric knife sharpener. What's a woman to do? I rolled up my three second-best knives (the Chicago Cutlery ones I got when I was an undergrad in my first apartment) in a clean kitchen towel and buried them in the bottom of my book-bag.
I took my second-best knives because I had never sharpened a knife before and I decided that it was better to practice on them and not the very beautiful Forschner knives Karin and Ami had given me for Christmas a few years back. (After she gave them to me Karin told me I needed to give her a penny to honor an old superstition against knives 'cutting' a friendship. I gave her a nickel, because though neither of us is especially superstitious I don't think one should mess around where friendship is concerned.)
As one might expect I had no problem getting to work with my dire cargo. The sharpening process went smoothly, and the most trouble I had getting home came from the fact that the College View bus was running even later than usual. (It's been doing that ever since the snow last week. I blame the City of Lincoln's laughably inept excuse for a snow-removal program. I grew up in Omaha were the Public Works Department is familiar with the concept of the snowplow.)
I tested one of them out while making dinner tonight by slicing up an onion and a tomato. It was clearly sharper than before. Probably not as sharp as new, but clearly better. I'll try them all out, and then maybe take them back in again for another round of sharpening. Then I'll take in my gift-knives in and give them some diamond-edged love.
Assuming, of course, that the police don't catch me first.

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Date: 2007-12-14 02:27 pm (UTC)Americans are weird.
:)
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Date: 2007-12-14 06:39 pm (UTC)*Hides behind a maple leaf flag*
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Date: 2007-12-15 10:14 pm (UTC)(By the way, Nancy, I tried your bananananana bread recipe. Very good. At last, a source of good bananananananananana bread that doesn't require me to deal with nuts or tea or chocolate chips or anything else that weird and frightening people try to add to the purity of bananananananas.)
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Date: 2007-12-14 06:54 pm (UTC)