If I may, I would suggest you place a phone call to Suffolk Machinery. They manufacture and supply a brand of bandsaw blades called Timberwolf. They are very highly regarded and reasonably priced. They have many different sizes and tooth configurations. The real advantage is that if you call them, you can talk to a real live person who will be able to recommend the best blade, based on several factors. The saw is just one of the factors, others include type of material typically being cut, thickness and type of cut (resaw vs scroll). They have a website as well. Don't know it off hand, but do a search on Suffolk Machinery and it will come right up. Good luck, HTH.

I think I have the solution. 1. Go to Sally's beauty supply and purchase hair bleach. 2. Purchase the highest developer 20 volume 30 volume 40 volume , 40 volume being the best 3. Mix the 2 ingredients together to for a paste. 4. Spray the area of stain on butcherblock with water, then paint on bleach paste. 5. Place tin foil over the paste and let it sit. 6. Check every 15 minutes to see how it lifts. Keep doing this every hours. 7. If you need lighter the make new formula and repeat. We do this in the salon when the stylist chairs get color on them. It removes the color stain really well. Dont be afraid to try. Your just trying to lift the dark part....

Think this would do it? --Forwarded Message Attachment-- Subject: I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year. Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel. I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels. I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed. I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose. (Although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot). Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years. I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck! I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time. I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program. I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans. I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army. I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe. Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt. And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg. I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!

Claire do you mean me? I don't remember mentioning it but your question is relevant. Our house smelled terrible when we bought it due to un-tended pets. Gutting down to beams, studs, and joists took care of that though! Only the master bedroom and finishing stuff like baseboards are left to do, Husband is working on it slowly and sporadically as work allows. Which is practically never...