Periodically, I’ll be washing dishes, and among the beer glasses and suds I’ll notice a pink cloud and smile. I’ve cut my finger—again—on a sharp knife. While that’s not the best reason to keep your knives, axes, swords and spears sharp, it’s pretty cool to see the gory results of a workmanlike effort.
You probably use a blade more often than a riflescope or trolling motor, yet it languishes, dull and neglected, in your pocket when it could be
