Tomorrow, I will heading up to Coalville, Utah to visit a friend. He is an assistant scout master and has asked me to brign up my flintknapping stuff to do a demo for his troop. Originally, I told him that I would be happy to blast out 15-16 little arrowheads for the scouts.
Three papers later and a stats assignment hanging over my head, I've decided that there is no way I am going to make anyone an arrowhead. I'll just have to settle for teaching them how to do cordage.
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I feel your pain, and it hurts real bad.
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