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Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,

Honey, lay off of my shoes…

Mirrored from I see neutronjockies….

Sheriff or Outlaw?

I can’t decide if it’s the sheriff,

or the outlaw.

Since there’s two boots, maybe one is the sheriff, and the other shadowy figure is the outlaw.

10″ stovepipes with a 3/4 bottom welt. Oil tan tops with dyed silhouette. Bullhide vamps and counters. Matching heel stain and finish. I’ll be breaking these in ’round Branson, MO [...]

So Hard to Say Goodbye

Authors will understand the feeling of getting midway through a b#@k and absolutely loving, or absolutely hating it. B#@ks that authors absolutely loathe become a marathon struggle. Each day faced with Mr. Blinky Cursor, struggling to make sense of the plot, struggling to tie the loose ends, and sure that it’s your worst work ever.

Then [...]

Why I Recieve an ‘F’ in Bootmaking Today…

Because I make women’s footwear…

…alll daaayy loooong.

With some thinner leathers I’ll have a winning pattern. Waiting on my test subject to get home to try them on (it’s a shame she’s not a “shoe girl.”)

Just kidding about the ‘F.’

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Dead Cow on my Carpet…

Makes me happy.

Brought my work home with me:

There’s a few details to fix on these critters before I last them.

They look kind of frumpy…sitting there all d-e-d dead.

If they don’t behave…

…they get turned into a bespoke boot-lamp.

Srsly.

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