When I mentioned to Zero that I was going to try my hand at bone carving, he got all excited and requested that I make a bone nut for Dead Pool. I’m pretty game at trying new things and said I would… and yes, I rarely say “No” to my baby boy. According to CoCo, I have never said no to that boy. So I took measurements and cut a bone blank using my trusty Dremel… and took more measurements.
I spent the better part of one day just making the damn bone nut… losing the tip of my left index finger to the power sander trying to get the damned thing squared up. Ok, not the tip exactly, but a chunk about the size of a sesame seed and part of the tip of my fingernail. Which get’s hit every time I breathe… If you knew the level of pain I am suffering just typing this right now you would hang your head in sympathy for me… trust me… I am.
Day 2, Zero comes down and we begin the process of fitting the bone nut. He cuts the grooves for the strings. and get’s it mounted on Dead Pool… He is quite happy with the results. I… well I don’t know the difference… (I hope you realize just how many times I have to hit the keys with my wounded finger… )
Not being a musician, I had no idea what a bone nut was until recently. Yet, according to Zero… this bone nut is way cool. I told him that in the future when he needed a nut… I would gladly purchase it for him and I would never, ever… and I mean ever make another one.
Then I went and did it… I went and Googled bone nuts…. BONE NUTS COSTS LESS THAN $10…
I asked him why? Why would you have me make you a bone nut when in most cases they cost less than 5 bucks??? He said, “Mom, you made Dead Pool for me, and I wanted you to make the bone nut.” Okay… that did it for me… I suppose it was worth the loss of my DNA on the powersander… and it made him happy... and that is what counts in my world...
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