Sore-door chore

This is the back door of my garage.  According to my records, it was purchased on October 8, 2000 at Home Depot.  I bought it because the previous door was rotting.  Attached to the door at purchase-time was a piece of glossy paper, extolling the door's features in English and Spanish.  I had that paper tacked up in my office for a few years, because ( remainder of this paragraph may be soporific for non-geeks )

So I brought the door home and immediately found out that some retrofitting was needed.  I went back to Home Depot to get something to help me sculpt the wacky bottom moulding.  Eventually I chose a spiral saw.  If an electric sander is like a plough-horse, a spiral saw is akin to a mustang: muscular but headstrong.  When not held properly, the spiral saw has a tendency to go skittering off in an arc, chewing to dust any wood that might be in the way.  I was working live on an expensive piece of wood with a new tool whose proper grip was inobvious, so I had to go slowly.  ( read more of 'The Sore-Door Chore' )