Tag: woodworking

  • Wisconsin Canoe Heritage Museum

    Wisconsin Canoe Heritage Museum

    I have a weird love of wooden boats. Well, maybe not so weird. They are undeniably beautiful, especially when you can see the insides. The woodwork and all those pretty blonde ribs lined up next to one another are so pleasing to the eye. I got to see quite a few wooden canoes at the… Read.

  • split

    Ouch. I have so many cuts on my fingers from working in the basement yesterday, and I use the work “working” in the sense of doing something I like to do, not in the sense of laboring all day for The Man. Fun Stuff. I finished building my desk yesterday (see yesterday’s megaparagraph) which, because… Read.

  • fix

    I spent yesterday fixing a book case. I didn’t plan to. It was just one of those things. I happened to walk past it, looked up at the top and noticed that it had walked about an inch from where I wedged it against the ceiling about a year ago. This was no ordinary book… Read.

  • father’s day

    It’s father’s day, a day I can claim entirely as my own to do with however I please. Just waste it doing nothing, or even less than nothing, if I want to. “Less than nothing doesn’t even make sense,” you say. “How can you do less than nothing?” You know how people say, “That’s a… Read.

  • Timber!

    On my morning break I happened to look down at the palm of my hand while waiting for the microwave to boil water for a cup of tea and I noticed that there was an impressively large chunk of wood sticking out of the side of the pad at the base of my little finger.… Read.

  • Lazy Sunday

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    Here it is, my last day before I start my new day job and how do I spend it? I cut up a bunch of lumber, because that’s what guys do. Not sure how much is enough to qualify as a bunch. I cut up a few odds and ends to make some doodads and… Read.

  • Digging In

    When I picked her up from work, My Darling B noticed the back seats of the car were folded down. “What were you hauling home today?” she asked. She doesn’t miss a thing. I made an early-morning visit to the local lumber yard to bring home some plywood to start Phase II of the great… Read.

  • Shelf-Improvement

    I don’t know how many books we have. I wouldn’t be able to give you even a ball park figure. Could be hundreds, could be thousands, I have no way of knowing, because most of them are doubled up in the garage-sale book shelves we’ve collected over the years, and a significant number are still… Read.

  • Carcase

    This, my friend, is possibly the most overbuilt cabinet carcase on the face of the planet. That’s three-quarter inch plywood you’re looking at. Orson Welles, were he still walking this green, effective earth, could perch on that, after it’s put together of course, and it wouldn’t give a fraction of an inch in any direction.… Read.

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