The Gaming Yankee Workshop

Ok, historical gaming moment happened last weekend (Yes I know, it's a little bit late. I've been busy- let's move on). I helped my buddy build his very own 6'x4' gaming table- or if his wife is present, 'work bench'. Of course, it didn't go without a hitch. There were a couple 'redos', 'running changes', and my favorite 'ouch my finger!'. It was my finger and it wasn't self-inflicted. I was holding a piece of wood and my buddy drilled into me, split me open, and made me bleed... wait that didn't sound right. Lucky for me it was just a bad flesh wound... that didn't sound right either. Anyway, more importantly, we managed to finish the table!

Ta-da!


Ah, my rats now have a suitable place to die- I mean play!