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Cake day: September 6th, 2024

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  • I’m working to set up my new workshop. We moved into a new house a few months ago, and I’m finally getting to setting up the shop in earnest.

    I’m setting up the shop in a 3 car garage. The garage has a one car bay and a two car bay. I want to be able to actually park a car in the one car bay. So I built a large wall separating the two bays. The wall covers probably 2/3 of the width. The rest will be covered by a curtain. The two car bay will be the actual woodshop area. The one car bay will be a place to park a car and will serve as a finishing space. The wall and curtain will keep sawdust contained within the two car bay. The wall also serves as a tool wall. Here’s what the wall currently looks like:

    From the other side:

    The wall is about 10’ wide and 12’ high.

    In my old shop I had even more on the wall. But I’m trying out moving most of my bladed tools into a tool chest. I was going to build one, but I found this old steamer trunk by the side of the road. From the manifest glued to the back it looks like it was used by an air force airman in the 1980s to ship things home from Japan. I’ll be using it as a tool chest. I wanted to put wheels on it. But as it’s a bit of an artifact I didn’t want to actually modify the trunk itself or drill into. Instead I built a little cart for it to roll around on.

    After I finish here, the last big step in setting up the shop will be installing the dust collection system. And I went overboard on this. This is very much a dream shop setup I’m building out. Currently in a bunch of boxes strewn about the shop is an entire Oneida Dust Gorilla and a network of piping to service the various machines.




  • I’m going to enjoy torturing my 14-year-old self. My 14-year-old self was a shithead. But I was raised in a conservative Catholic house, and at that age I firmly embraced the version of reality common among the Fox News set. I was that annoying conservative high schooler. Sure I was repping hard, but I was still an idiot.

    Now I’m a late-30s trans woman, about to celebrate 8 years of marriage to my wonderful husband.

    The things I can say. I’m going to haunt this kid’s dreams.




  • In a just world, you’d have been bumped up a grade, moved into an advanced track, or given time in advanced sessions with other gifted students. That said, your teacher would have been responsible for making those recommendations.

    Oh that did end up happening eventually. I did go down that track. Ended up taking calculus freshman year of high school.





  • My worst version of this was in third grade where we learned our multiplication tables. Our teacher had us all make multiplication flashcards. 1x1 up through 12x12. She then assigned us to spend a certain amount of hours practicing the flashcards, including some log and parental sign-off IIRC. A card might have “3x8” written on one side, “24” on the other. Practice and drill until you memorize them all.

    Well, the problem I had was that I memorized my times tables in a fraction of the time we were required to practice. I ended up getting in trouble for not having enough practice hours - even though I was acing the quizzes we were getting. This wasn’t even about showing your work, as this was a rote exercise in memorization!

    But the teacher thought that it took X number of hours of practice to learn your times tables. That’s what she assigned, and nothing was going to change her mind. So I sat at home pointlessly practicing the times tables I had already memorized, instead of doing something fun or even moving ahead to more advanced math concepts.