Really this belongs in GQ, but I can’t do that because I’m going to insist on this long preamble.
i found myself sitting just now, pounding my fist on the bed, saying,
“Now, that’s a monster! No tentacles or fangs – a *real * monster!”
And I looked up and asked myself, how did I get here? And I thought for a minute, and said to myself, could this whole tirade possibly have started with me bitching about the 9-year epoxy? Because that’s the last thing I remember before I got started.
So of course I had to figure it out, because that’s how I roll.
I tried forwards from the epoxy-bitching, but that didn’t work. So I began the laborious process of tracing my thoughts backwards.
“Let’s see … monster … Pohl Pot … (what would LeeLoo think?) …* ‘Geek! Nerd! Glasses-wearer!’ * (machine gun sounds) … fear of intellectuals and smart folks … the Powers That Be are terrified of smart folks … they must watch the Hell out of the SDMB … the SDMB will know, they know everything … aw, crap!”
Yep, it was about the 9-year epoxy.
Actually it’s 9-hour epoxy that I bought by accident. To buy it on purpose would indicate a level of masochism that I’m just not capable of. And I couldn’t find my superglue.
I have a dental plate of which a cosmetically pivotal part has broken, and I was forced to repair it with the 9-year epoxy. But that’s torture.
And now, my General Question:
Will the application of gentle external heat, like say from a hairdryer, make it cure any faster?