As many of you know, I'm getting booted out of here in a month. Still don't know where we'll land, but I have to keep moving. While packing up the shop I was faced with either saving a butt load of fuglies and short boards left over from years of hoarding, or just burning them and not have to worry about moving them. Went through the first round at this point, the stuff that was too nice to burn but not quite nice enough to turn - stuff that's been sitting in bins under various benches for up to 20 years now. Talk about seasoned! Anyway, I pulled out a bin and inside were several pieces of pressure treated 2x4s. I vacillated, then said "WTF... throw them in and see what happens". Stove's an old dragon, so it's not like I'm gonna kill the cat (except maybe the outside cat) About an hour later I went down to take a look, and when I lifted the load door there was the most spectacular display of pretty greenish-blue flames I've ever seen. Copper ions, I'm guessing. So crucify me, but I just had to confess. I promise I won't burn any more, I really do promise. Of course, there's about 200 pounds of MDF scrap floating around the place and a mountain of ply scrap I had on hand for small projects. Can I be strong and resist temptation, or will I cave and kill two birds with one stone? Please chew me out harshly so I can be pure. I hate being a burn sinner.