Yesterday for the very first time, My Dad (Who bought the Desktop on my recommendation over a $1000 chinese running Mach 3) Watched the Desktop strut it's stuff doing a variety of fonts in hard maple with a Braille (blank) pocket. He bought it for his project,I've run it, sent him pics,virtual previews, the whole ball of wax. He ran a CNC company (Soleras) for 30 years, but apparently machining 99.999% copper(variables percentaged by gas spectrograph) to a .0001" at 73 F for IBM and others is not the same as watching a little blue machine do fonts in maple(or do your wifes name on a plaque). He lives in Vermont, 20 miles from the Canadian border and is 83, trying to get in one last "good thing" in his life (apparently raising 7 kids that turned out decent(except for moi) wasn't enough) and has not seen the 'bot since it arrived. HE WAS WORSE THAN ME ON CHRISTMAS MORNING AS A KID. "DAD, your too close", "Dad, It's Running","Dad, wait until it stops before you stick the bamboo skewer into the pocket to clean it up.) DISGUSTING, watching a grown man you admire, acting like a kid with a new toy. He had a lunch date with my sister written in stone for weeks and when I wrote a program on the fly for a small oval plaque with my stepmom's name in the pocket(freehand script) in birds-eye, He kept saying "I just want to see when it cuts out the middle of the "O and A". Needless to say he was late for lunch. Apparently owning a Baby Blue is more exciting is more exciting than taking out a multi-million dollar loan for a couple of CNC's in their new addition to your building to pump out product for multi-nationals. I now have three new spots on my leather Laz-Y-Boy couches, because he dripped BLO on them because "I want something on the Maple NOW, so I don't ruin them!" I do ramble on, and wish I were more professional like you guys, but I had to pass it on.