Yesterday, I couldn’t find my knife. Looked everywhere I could think of and no dice.  I liked that little Kershaw knife. But yesterday afternoon the mailman delivered a package. A sweet Spiderco that was on sale from Blade Headquarters that l forgot I had ordered.  Then this morning, I found the lost Kershaw. Call me 2 knives Bob. No, wait. I forgot I also have my Dad’s single blade Old Timer. And I always have a Swiss Army on me, like MacGyver.  Call me Bob 4 Knives. Or Lu