EB-3L

[Pilgrim]

Hey dadagoboi, be careful with that sander.  That thing looks like it's hungry for fingers!!!

[dadagoboi]

Holy cow!  You could sand 3 bodies at once with that monster!  I'd like to see it when you set it up.

It's a back burner project, I'm waiting for a cheap motor to surface on CL or Ebay.  Has to have a fair amount of grunt just to get the thing moving.

I'm not sure what sort of bodies you meant there for a moment, Bill... As soon as I saw Dada's sander I thought something much worse, a-la Southern Comfort, or maybe Deliverance...

"Well, bhoy, we just feed the pesky varmint tourists through the sander, then ma ol' dog Betsy git's the juice..."

Going to use 2 different grits side by side, one for grownups and one for chilluns and dawgs.

Hey dadagoboi, be careful with that sander.  That thing looks like it's hungry for fingers!!!

It will be safer than the router that took a chunk out of my hand Saturday.  4 hrs and 6 large sutures at the E.R. taught me a lesson I already knew.  Clamp down your work!

[drbassman]

Ouch on the router!  Did something similar with a belt sander a few years ago.  Be careful out there!

[Highlander]

Going to use 2 different grits side by side, one for grownups and one for chilluns and dawgs.

Grits... good ole Suv-un food...

Nearly had a disaster with the PC and my router last night... I forgot that the infill for the cavity (ah... the pots don't fit, neither does the switchgear... oops...) was about 3/16th-4mm to thick so had to thin-out by hand (no long bits) - it skipped... luckily, inwards and not towards the surface (front) - took out just over 1/8" -1/2" high 1" wide... alls well that ends well...

Worst stupidity (Hav ya met ma friend, Stanley...? Stanley Knife ) resulted in a 2" long 3/4" deep gash (had to have 8 stitches on my right thigh) that pumped on release...

[drbassman]

Guess we all do those goofy things form time to time!  How about dripping hot solder on your arm while soldering water pipes over your head!!!  Ouch!

[Highlander]

21 years of brewery work, Bill... 21 years of brewery work... I still prefer Yorkshire fittings, although when I replumbed this house back in '92 I used entirely end-feed fittings... done a lot of lead pipe work back in the day... all the fun of "puddling" lead and "moleskins" and "turnpins"... far too many burns to remember, managed to burn an entire armfull of hair off once with a gas blowback... NOT FUN...

Nearly forgot... I have had to plug (freezer-packs) live water supplys loads of times to cut into them when removing sinks or pipework in kitchens...

I was removing an old sink and replacing it with a (commercial) glasswasher in a Youngs pub in the City of London (within Leadenhall Market) and I'd frozen the pipe, cut the line, and then discovered it was on a presurised hot supply - it blew about 15 seconds after cutting and I had to fit the 3/4" BSP valve whilst the scalding water was playing hell with my finger tips, the manager frantically mopping up the water beside me (we were on the 1st floor, with a ground and basement bar beneath us freshly renovated and ready to open!!!), when I suddenly noticed I was getting a "tickle", that little sensation you get whilst you are being electrocuted... I quickly finished the valve, shut off the supply, and we both got out of the area... when we finally shut off the power to the area, cleared up the spillage, and looked round, there, right at the edge of the new linoleum, in a streak of uncleared congealed beer (you could secure the most stubborn of unstickable stuff with that) was a 3 foot section of T&E with a rodent nibbled open live conducter...

To this day, I have no idea why I am still here... a bare live ringmain (30 amp 240VAC with no RCD), a copper pipe, lots of water, and saturated engineer... the perfect mix...

Had similar cuts to do whilst taking barral apart, live and hot...

Used to fix espresso machines (120 degrees water) and done quite a lot of work with live-steam - that is an exceptionally unforgiving medium...

Mind you, it would be a cold day in Hell before I would ever consider working in an iron foundry... I have worked in aluminium plants and that was bad enough...

Nearly forgot - never thought I'd have this sort of crap to dael with but recently had to work on the installation of some cameras watching the feed belts to the furnaces of an electric generation plant, in the roof - due to an admistrative error, my company forgot to let me know that I had to wear long sleeves (some pipework in the area would melt hi-viz vests on contact)  - the only thing I had to hand was a fleece, and the temperature that day was around 29 degrees centigrade, outside... the only access to the roof was (mostly) internal and about 20 flights of stairs... not one of my more humerous days... they only allow people into that are for 15 minute intervals as there are some severe risks involved with the area (burns shreeded material and high dust issues - breathing masks, full face visor, hard had, gloves, fleece, overalls...)

[Pilgrim]

Kenny, I sincerely hope you are very, very well paid.

And you were lucky to live through that live wire exercise!

I do most of my own mechanics, carpentry, plumbing, etc but I've never sweated a copper pipe joint successfully.  That's a skill which has eluded me and I've decided not to pursue any further.  PVC is my friend.

[Highlander]

Not enough, presently effectively on an overtime ban (comprises a 1/4 of my income) and thoroughly jacked with the company - we have just gone through a detrimental contract negotiation (Hobson's Choice - ie no choice IS a choice) so pending the summer break and then moving on at earliest convenience - the security industry is generally well paid, but the recession has bitten into it...

We just got the car back from the annual service and safety checks with a £741/$1130 bill... sorry, no that was big enough to be called William... just don't need that right now...

Right... I've had my vent of steam... how the EB-3L going, Bill...?

[Freuds_Cat]

Hey Ken, I love how you keep mentioning Pubs that i know/have frequented. I was the Stone supervisor on the building of the Tokyo bank just down the road from Leadenhall st Market. I used to have a regular friday lunchtime bevvy in that upstairs pub. A few years later I brought my wife back to London to show her around and I took her there because I loved the atmosphere. For those not aware the market itself sells a lot of Game meat amongst other things and is very victorian in its vibe.

You are very lucky to still be alive enough to be getting those 8 stitches my friend.

[clankenstein]

one of the locations for the film bollywood queen that i recorded was the leadenhall market.know it well.

[drbassman]

Yikes Kenny, you make me feel guilty for having a desk/teaching gig!  I've always wanted to work more with my hands.  I admire your skills and work.  That's why I've been doing the self-taught luthier thing the past few years.  Once I retire, I'm living in my shop and screw the desk chair and meetings with droning, self-absorbed administrators!!!!!!!!     

[Highlander]

Bill... I wanted to be a carpenter but my dad decided my path for me, which is why I rebeled and p'd him off... my mums dad was a master carpenter and cabinet maker - I only have one piece of his work - a damaged box (approx 1' by 6" by6") which has some marquetry and a heart shaped insert for pictures on the inside( ithink - presently stored) - he ended up staying on in Canada during the depression and I have photos of him with a work-gang by bridges holding crude tools where they had been "Workin' on the railroad..." my mum was shipped back to the home Island, with her mum and elder brother (born in Vancouver in '26 and home in '32) and she didn't sdee him again until she was 18... he ended up estranged and lived in Glasgow as a ships carpenter at Brown's shipbuilders - my grandparents did finally get back together in their old age and as a real youngun I used to stay with them through the summer months... my dad's brother (six years younger) was also a ships carpenter... my dad did not consider carpentry to be a suitable trade and was disgusted with me for failing nearly all my school exams - I wanted to follow the arts, music, carpentry... I was made to do the sciences & tech-drawing (only things I passed - nearly art - and biology)... I got my British Airways apprenticeship purely because of one thing - an Airfix 1/72 Mosquito I'd customed in RAAF colours, and one of the "Old Boys" who gave me the secondary interview was particularily taken by it... he recounted this story... "Churchill had one as a high speed transport - I designed it..." I was one of 80 out of 800 applicants...
I think I'd like to specialise in "Tequila Fins" (TM) - darn site easier than the beastie I'm still wrangling with...
Don't get me wrong... I loved my dad, but he could not physically show it in return - Burma destroyed him and he was fundementally emotionless (on the surface)... I only found out after he died how proud he was of me... the regrets a life has...

Bret... I did 21 years of working with companies associated with Youngs and Fullers - I have a tie (not that I wear such things) that names every Fullers pub, and the only way you could get one was to have visited them all - did a lot of work within 4 primary breweries - Fullers, Youngs, Shepherd Neame, and Guinness - 2 are now gone - I'd love to do the Whisky Trail, though... one day...
Sliced myself in the van, on the double yellows, outside the Camden Palace in NW1 (I used to be damned Cavalier with my parking attitude in the days before the clampers - I even used to park on the pavement beside Eros when I went into the Criterion Brasserie - back to the Camden - Bernie Marsden was rehearsing in a pick-up band and I'd been having a chat with him just a little earlier), I walked back into the foyer holding my leg closed and asked them to call an ambulance, the two people behind the counter (one male one famale) both asked why, so I explained, and she insisted on checking after getting her little first aid box, so I showed her, and she went very pale, and the guy said, I'll make the call... whilst I was getting stitched up, I joked with the nice lady doctor about some bell that had gone off and it being their tea-break... her kindly smile came with the reply, "Oh that's the cardiac arrest alarm", and continued to stitch me up...

I used to love Shepherd Neames delivery tanker; this was emblazoned along the side and on the back in VERY BIG LETTERS...

[drbassman]

Wow Kenny, my mother's dad was a carpenter too.  My dad's father was a coal miner and dad didn't want any part of that.  My parents only had one goal for me, to be the first college grad in our family.  So, my lot was cast and I obeyed.  Luckily for me, they were right to push me.

I was fortunate that my dad let us know well how he felt about us,even though he couldn't say it out loud.  Lucky for us again. It was tough for that generation, especially for the war vets like our dads.  My dad somehow got past a lot of the horror he experienced.

Blessings Kenny, life is so mysterious.

[Highlander]

It sure is, Bill... it sure is...

Anyway... where were we... Ah, yes... an EB-3L...

[drbassman]

It sure is, Bill... it sure is...

Anyway... where were we... Ah, yes... an EB-3L...

EB?