In a freak turn of events while loading the dishwasher, I hit my pointer finger on this wooden border (from now on referred to as "devil's rail"). I felt a bizarre amount of pain . . . and odd pressure. I looked down. I had somehow jammed a hunk of wood under my fingernail. Essentially inflicting a movie-style torture situation (bamboo under nails). I cannot describe how uncomfortable this is. And by is, I mean I couldn't get it all out. I cut as much of my nail back as possible and I still cannot get out the last splinter. Now, I know your probably squeamish reading this but take it to the next level by imagining typing. It's . . . unpleasant.
Later tonight I'll have to try some more home surgery on it. Always a good idea, right?