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The Coffee Shop / Safety Violations
« on: March 22, 2014, 09:10:57 pm »
See how many safety violations you can spot
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The Coffee Shop / More Spindle sander Woes Triton this time
« on: March 04, 2014, 03:17:38 pm »
Here is the story. Purchased a Triton Oclliating Spindle Sander last August. Tried it out once or twice, but never really used it much due to eye problems and subsequent surgery. Finally got back to the shop late January and went to use the sander. Seemed the slightest touch of wood to the spindle , and the spindle would stop turning. Checked the top nut and made sure it was tight. Still the slightest touch of wood would stop the spindle from turning. After several different tries, with different size sleeves and different wood, I finally put my hand around the spindle and with it running, squeezed. I was able to stop the spindle from turning with a slight pressure. I was even able to stop the spindle with two fingers. The spindle continued to move up and down. Contacted Triton and recieved a fairly prompt reply. The gist of the reply was Hey Dummy, tighten the nut on the top. Told the gentleman that the nut was tight, washers top and bottom. Recieved another reply that more or less said the same thing Tighten the nut dummy. That is when I told him I could stop the spindle with two fingers. Several more attempts to contact have gon unanswered. Finally I decided to take matters into my own hands and disassembled the sander. I found a parts diagram for a Rockwell and they are the same. I finally got a Trtion diagram from a fellow in England. He sells Triton but is not with Triton. (Thanks again Dennis) The spindle shaft uses a woodruff key to connect with the pulleys. Well there was no key!!! It was not in the bottom of he unit and not on the bench. It was MIA.
The Continuing Saga
I picked up a woodruff key. It was a little to large so I ground it down a small amount. It fnt in he slot fine. Reassembled the motot/drive unit. Unfortunately I broke the switch in the process. I was able to bypass the switch and run the sander. I had the sander upside down, clamped in place with the spindle shaft hanging off the bench. Started the sander, worked fine, the spindle did not slip, and it oscillated as it was supposed to. I started and stopped it several times, checking each time and all was good. Made sure all the screws were tight and in place and was going to look into repairing/replacing the switch. Turned the sander right side up. Heard a "tink" The key was laying on the bench!!!! Being we live on a river my decision was whether to drown it or toss it in the trash. My smarter side took over and I set it aside for the day. This may have been he problem from the start. Maybe someone with more experience can be of assistance. It still sits on the other bench and I glare at it occasionally I now call it my Triton Boat Anchor just in case. I think my next step may be to JB Weld the key in place and sorta of force it to work
PS I did read on one forum that Triton no longer has parts or supports this sander and as of yet I have seen nothing to dispute that statement.
The Continuing Saga
I picked up a woodruff key. It was a little to large so I ground it down a small amount. It fnt in he slot fine. Reassembled the motot/drive unit. Unfortunately I broke the switch in the process. I was able to bypass the switch and run the sander. I had the sander upside down, clamped in place with the spindle shaft hanging off the bench. Started the sander, worked fine, the spindle did not slip, and it oscillated as it was supposed to. I started and stopped it several times, checking each time and all was good. Made sure all the screws were tight and in place and was going to look into repairing/replacing the switch. Turned the sander right side up. Heard a "tink" The key was laying on the bench!!!! Being we live on a river my decision was whether to drown it or toss it in the trash. My smarter side took over and I set it aside for the day. This may have been he problem from the start. Maybe someone with more experience can be of assistance. It still sits on the other bench and I glare at it occasionally I now call it my Triton Boat Anchor just in case. I think my next step may be to JB Weld the key in place and sorta of force it to work
PS I did read on one forum that Triton no longer has parts or supports this sander and as of yet I have seen nothing to dispute that statement.
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The Coffee Shop / The Lawyer
« on: January 04, 2014, 04:36:34 pm »
A Charity realized that they had never received a donation from the town's most successful lawyer. The person in charge of contributions called him to persuade him to contribute. "Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $500,000, you did not give a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?" The lawyer mulled this over for a moment and replied, "First, did your research also show that my mother is dying after a long illness, and has medical bills that are several times her annual income?" Embarrassed, the caller mumbled, "Um, no." The lawyer interrupts, "Or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair?" The stricken caller began to stammer out an apology, but was interrupted again. "Or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident," the lawyer's voice rising in indignation, "leaving her penniless with three children?!" The humiliated caller, completely beaten, said simply, "I had no idea." On a roll, the lawyer cut him off once again, "So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"
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The Coffee Shop / Put Your Coffee Cup out of reach
« on: October 30, 2013, 10:19:02 am »
Bob and Martha have been married for 15 years. Every morning for 15 years, Bob wakes up, farts loudly, rolls over onto his back and gets up for work.
Every morning for 15 years, Martha says, "One of these days, you're gonna fart your guts out!"
One Thanksgiving morning, Martha is preparing the turkey and gets an idea. Before her husband gets up, she creeps upstairs and places the turkey innards in his pajama bottoms, giggling to herself.
Well, later that morning, Bob wakes up and goes through his morning ritual. He screams as he goes running into the
bathroom. Martha laughs, but is concerned after noticing that Bob has been in the bathroom for almost an hour.
She runs upstairs, and is about to knock on the door, when Bob opens up, pale as a ghost. He says, "You were right. You were right. I did fart my guts out, but by the grace of God, these two fingers, and half a jar of Vaseline I got most of
them back in."
Every morning for 15 years, Martha says, "One of these days, you're gonna fart your guts out!"
One Thanksgiving morning, Martha is preparing the turkey and gets an idea. Before her husband gets up, she creeps upstairs and places the turkey innards in his pajama bottoms, giggling to herself.
Well, later that morning, Bob wakes up and goes through his morning ritual. He screams as he goes running into the
bathroom. Martha laughs, but is concerned after noticing that Bob has been in the bathroom for almost an hour.
She runs upstairs, and is about to knock on the door, when Bob opens up, pale as a ghost. He says, "You were right. You were right. I did fart my guts out, but by the grace of God, these two fingers, and half a jar of Vaseline I got most of
them back in."
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General Scroll Saw Talk / Lucets
« on: October 12, 2013, 07:59:49 am »
Steve posted a pattern today of a lucet. My wife is a spinner and knitter and I have made a good number of lucets. We attend several Fiber Festivals during the year. There are a couple where AI actually set up and sell scrollsaw items. Wen I first made lucets and put them on the table, they gathered little interest other than a novelty. The do make a nice bradide cord and there are a number of different styles of cord that can be made. A couple of years ago, my wife was demonstrating a lucet to a lady and almost yelled out I do not know what you called that thing but it make I-Cord. I had no clue!!!!! However my wife told her, yes it does. Seems there are quite a few knitting patterns that require I-cord. After that I still call them Lucets, however I have a sign that denotes them as I-Crdr Maker. They sell much better that way!!!!!!
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The Coffee Shop / Grammar Lesson
« on: October 11, 2013, 01:41:32 pm »
A VALUABLE LESSON IN GRAMMARh
For all my grammatically correct older friends:
On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife.
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man.
The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder warned, 'This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say '1-2-3.'
When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."
The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.
When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, ?1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men.
His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
For all my grammatically correct older friends:
On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife.
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.
After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man.
The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder warned, 'This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say '1-2-3.'
When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."
The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.
When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, ?1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men.
His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.
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The Coffee Shop / A Very Good Day!
« on: October 04, 2013, 03:35:06 pm »
Well over the past few years with 2 cataract surgeries, and 4 torn retinas (2 in each eye) I woke up this morning in a fog. Not literally but my one good eye was hazed over much like a dense fog. Could see but not very far. Turns out it was Uveitis - an inflammation of the eye. Doc explained it as arthritis of the eye. Drops shoud clear most of it in a few days. Anytime I can leave the optometrist office without emergency surgery it is a GOOD DAY. The Good Lord was looking out for me today. Thanks Big Guy!!!!!!
PS With fog and dilated eyes, it took me about 10 minutes to post this. Thanks again Big Guy
PS With fog and dilated eyes, it took me about 10 minutes to post this. Thanks again Big Guy
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The Coffee Shop / Gotta Love the Irish!
« on: September 29, 2013, 06:01:43 pm »
At the National Art Gallery , in Dublin Ireland , a Canadian couple were staring at a portrait that had
them completely confused. The painting depicted three black men, totally naked, sitting on a park bench. Two of the figures had black penises but the one in the middle, had a pink .
The curator of the gallery realized that they were having trouble interpreting the painting and offered his assessment. He went on for over half an hour explaining how it depicted the sexual emasculation of the black man in a predominately white, patriarchal society.
?In fact,? he pointed out, ?some serious critics believe that the pink also reflects the cultural and sociological oppression experienced by gay men in contemporary society.?
After the curator left, an Irish man approached the couple and said, ?Would you like to know what the painting is really about??
?Now why would you claim to be more of an expert than the curator of the gallery?? asked the husband.
?Because I?m the guy who painted it.? he replied.
?In fact, there are no black men depicted at all. They?re just three Irish coal miners. The guy in the middle went home for lunch."
them completely confused. The painting depicted three black men, totally naked, sitting on a park bench. Two of the figures had black penises but the one in the middle, had a pink .
The curator of the gallery realized that they were having trouble interpreting the painting and offered his assessment. He went on for over half an hour explaining how it depicted the sexual emasculation of the black man in a predominately white, patriarchal society.
?In fact,? he pointed out, ?some serious critics believe that the pink also reflects the cultural and sociological oppression experienced by gay men in contemporary society.?
After the curator left, an Irish man approached the couple and said, ?Would you like to know what the painting is really about??
?Now why would you claim to be more of an expert than the curator of the gallery?? asked the husband.
?Because I?m the guy who painted it.? he replied.
?In fact, there are no black men depicted at all. They?re just three Irish coal miners. The guy in the middle went home for lunch."
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The Coffee Shop / Memorial to a Friend
« on: September 15, 2013, 10:09:58 am »
Last Sunday a close friend of 47 years passed unexpectedly. Althought he had just came home from the hospital, the procedure he had was no where near life threatening.. Hew as home for about 30 minutes when he just died. Throught a round about way, he was the influence that started me scrolling. He was a scroll saw artist for about 15 years. We attended a craft show together in June. He turned 65 on August 17 and we took him to lunch. I spoke with him on Saturday night, laughing and joking with a promise to talk again the next day after he was at home. His name was Ronnie and he will be missed. Here is a small tribute to him and his artistry.
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The Coffee Shop / Elderly Gentleman
« on: September 11, 2013, 08:58:57 am »
An 80-year old man walks into the doctor?s office for his regular check-up.
The doctor says to him, ?Ahh, Ted, how are you feeling??
?Great,? says the old man. ?I have an 18-year old wife, and she?s pregnant with my child.?
The doctor gives a concerned look and says to Ted,
?Ted, let me tell you a story. See, I have this hunter friend and one early morning, he goes out hunting, but is in such a hurry that he grabs his umbrella instead of his gun. So, as he is hunting, he spots a lion. He aims at the lion with his umbrella and shoots at it. Bam! The lion falls dead to the ground.?
?What?!? cries the old man. ?Why? that?s impossible! Someone else must have shot the lion.?
?Exactly!? says the doctor.
The doctor says to him, ?Ahh, Ted, how are you feeling??
?Great,? says the old man. ?I have an 18-year old wife, and she?s pregnant with my child.?
The doctor gives a concerned look and says to Ted,
?Ted, let me tell you a story. See, I have this hunter friend and one early morning, he goes out hunting, but is in such a hurry that he grabs his umbrella instead of his gun. So, as he is hunting, he spots a lion. He aims at the lion with his umbrella and shoots at it. Bam! The lion falls dead to the ground.?
?What?!? cries the old man. ?Why? that?s impossible! Someone else must have shot the lion.?
?Exactly!? says the doctor.
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The Coffee Shop / Kudos!!!
« on: July 13, 2013, 03:16:12 pm »
Once again Mile at Mikes Workshop comes through. Asked a while back about cutting Azek and he suggested Polar Blades. Ordered some and the worked GREAT! The Azek cut and came apart like it was 1/4 ply. I ordered the blades on July 3 and Mike shipped them the same day. Thanks Mike for all you do for all of us!!!!!
Now I also want to thank the USPS for their ( tounge in cheek) service (notice no adjetives) It only took 9 days for my order to arrive. I know with the cutbacks and economy things are tight, but I didn't think going back carrier pigeon was the right choice. Maybe we shoud nominate Mike to be in-charge of customer service there. I know thing would improve drastically Again Thanks Mike~
Now I also want to thank the USPS for their ( tounge in cheek) service (notice no adjetives) It only took 9 days for my order to arrive. I know with the cutbacks and economy things are tight, but I didn't think going back carrier pigeon was the right choice. Maybe we shoud nominate Mike to be in-charge of customer service there. I know thing would improve drastically Again Thanks Mike~
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The Coffee Shop / Stew Paddle
« on: July 03, 2013, 06:30:31 pm »
I have been asked to make a paddle for making Brunswick stew. The reason for a new paddle is the old one mildews and molds. It is probably made of pine. Does anyone have suggestions for a wood that would be better for this type of cooking. The paddle will be about 4 feet long. I have used cypress for outdoor items because it is resistant to mildew, insects warping and splitting. Just trying to find the best wood for this use All comments and suggestions will be appreciated.. Thanks
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The Coffee Shop / Jet 707000 Contractor saw Info request
« on: June 02, 2013, 08:23:44 am »
I have been researching table saws for a couple of weeks. So far I have eliminated everything except the Jet 707000 Contractor Saw. I do like the cabinet saws BUT I do not have room for them. Does anyone have experience with the Jet? According to the instruction manual, the bevel adjusts either by releasing the bevel lock and manually tilting the blade and locking or by pushing in the height adjustment wheel and setting the bevel. Does this work satisfactorily? Also what the distance from the front of the table to the blade? Any other issues, pro or con, would be appreciated. I looked hard at the Bosch 4100. The bevel adjust is only manual. I tried it in the store and it was difficult to adjust to any tilt other than 45. It was even difficult to return it to 90 degrees and get it locked back down.
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General Scroll Saw Talk / Cutting Azek
« on: May 30, 2013, 08:08:39 am »
I was given an small (3"-12" 1/2 inch thick) piece of a material called Azek. It is a pvc material. Smells just like pvc pipe when cut. I did a test cut with packing tape on one side and the material welded (melted) back together. I then slowed down the speed in steps until I was as the slowest speed and still got welding to where it was very difficult( or impossible) to remove the cut piece. That was with a #3 FDUR blade. Put tape on both sides and switched to a #7 - better but still not good. Went to a #9 blade and the results were better, but still had to really force the piece out. Today I plan to try blue tape both side and clear tape over that. Has anyone cut this material? Are there better blades to use?
I have customer that wants his sailboat name in 6' letters and Old English ( or some fancy font his woods not mine). Just looking for some advice. Thanks in advance.
I have customer that wants his sailboat name in 6' letters and Old English ( or some fancy font his woods not mine). Just looking for some advice. Thanks in advance.
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The Coffee Shop / Bar Stool
« on: April 22, 2013, 07:30:00 am »
A fine bar stool for my kilt wearing friends across the pond
