The Rant Shop
Okay, this is not where I actually craft my rants. To be honest, I was struggling for something to write about, and I thought my small room in the basement where I work on stuff (non-digital) would be an interesting topic. I have constructed, destructed, repaired and restored many things at this scarred workbench. Sort of where the tool keeps his tools. As a warning to my Rant Junky Army, I only marked this as ‘humor’ because I manage to slip something funny into what I do no matter what.
This room, which I do not call a Man Cave (part of the demasculinization of the American Male – why would I get only one room of the many I live in and am signed for?), was a big fat Obvious workshop, because the bench and pegboard shown came with the house. Behind me as I took the picture is our basement and 1st floor HVAC, so the room is warm in the winter and cool by default in the summer. It also gives me an excuse to selectively hear anything from upstairs, which is a bonus. Key here is that the room stays pretty dry, and my tool collection remains rust-free with little effort. Some other highlights:
Difficult to see, but stacked atop the pegboard is a collection of smokeless tobacco cans, cleaned and labelled, holding all manner of small stuff ranging from twist-ties to random screws and nuts. Sort of like my mind. Anyway, say what you will about my personal habits. My Dad used baby food jars nailed through the lids to a 2×4, but his system never had to relocate. My system will survive an Army move.
The pegboard holds even more great shit. Pliers, screwdrivers, wrenches, chisels, paintbrushes, glues, levels, squares, knives, a couple of saws and more hang here. Most tools were my Father’s. One or two were his Father’s. This is all highly and overly organized, which scratches my 5A personality itches.
The Surface of the bench is generally given to whatever I was working on du jour. My beer can smasher is located on the doorframe stage right, which explains the one or two waiting in line. The far end has stuff to be sorted into containers (OCD again), the bench grinder for making things very sharp, and if you look closely a good buddy of mine.
Lighting. The one naked bulb sucked ass, so I appropriated some Christmas lights and got jiggy wit’ it, and they circle the whole room. Also hanging is a 1″ diameter wood dowel, which in turn supports my tool belt, small clamps, locks, and other essential shit.
The shelves in the corner hold tool sets and kits. There are drill sets, a tap and die set, many various types of wrenches, and then the odd assembly of coffee cans, boxes, and stuff that hold lots of odds and ends like old electric motors, chain link, and half-used paint. My long pipe clamps and the other 18″ bar clamps hang out over here too.
Not Shown: A whole cabinet full of power tools. My favorite is my Porter-Cable router. I also have an another router, three drills, two saber saws, and a circular saw. Of interest here, the oldest drill is of unknown age, but it is definitely older than I am. It belonged to my Dad and still works. Sadly, the bearings are close to shot and it gets really hot when used. When it dies, I will use my other power tools to make a shadow box for it. I also happen to own a hand-cranked drill of my grandfather’s with nice augur bits. It still works great.
At the moment, there is no ongoing project. I tried fixing a clock for my mom, but sadly I have no idea how that shit is supposed to work. I’ve had a door or two down there on sawhorses as I stripped and refinished them, and made a custom rack for my Cavalry stuff and saber collection. The best part of having this shop is being able to go down there and lay hands on exactly what I need when I need it.
Measure twice, cut once.
November 6, 2011 at 11:10
I have a hammer and (I think) a Phillips screwdriver, so there’s that.
November 6, 2011 at 11:41
Is your Phillips a teeny tiny one? I need one of those.
November 6, 2011 at 13:58
I have all sorts of them.
November 6, 2011 at 11:41
You can accomplish quite a bit with those.
November 6, 2011 at 11:40
It looks like Cap’n Firepants’ shop. Except you can’t see a surface in his b/c he has all of his stuff all over it. And you can’t get to it because of all of the stuff piled around it. Other than that, it’s the same.
November 6, 2011 at 13:58
I’m sure he can find what he needs though.
November 6, 2011 at 11:56
Sorry, why exactly is there a beer can smasher?
November 6, 2011 at 13:59
To mash beer cans for recycling. You could use it on soda cans too.
November 6, 2011 at 18:41
Gosh, that’s so unmanly…Isn’t that why God gave us foreheads?
(Reading this now, “Gosh” is pretty unmanly too. Bah.)
November 6, 2011 at 19:42
Yeah but using the forehead 19 times in a row means I have to explain the circular bruise on my melon. Also, can I recommend “fuck” or “shit” in place of “gosh” ?
November 6, 2011 at 12:50
Impressive! 😉
November 6, 2011 at 13:59
It took a while to accumulate.
November 6, 2011 at 13:13
Uh…is that a SKULL at the far end of your bench? *shudders*
November 6, 2011 at 14:01
H.E. wins the prize for noticing it first.
November 6, 2011 at 16:04
What’s that for mashing?
November 6, 2011 at 19:40
The skull mashes people’s sense of comfort quite well.
November 6, 2011 at 19:06
im still a novice in serial killing but arent you supposed to hide the people you murder and rape?
November 6, 2011 at 19:43
Yes, but don’t forget the souvenir we take.
November 6, 2011 at 15:34
Thanks for the tour . . . the Christmas lights are illuminating!
November 6, 2011 at 16:24
And amazingly effective. They make a good, even light when I need to see the wood grain while staining and finishing.
November 6, 2011 at 15:42
Got a better idea for lights than the set you have. Get one of those “tube light” arrays for the outside – “rope lights” is another name, I think. That’s what I use in my basement, and they’re great ’cause you can just wipe the plastic tube clean of dust, sawdust, soot, whatever.
What, no hand braces? (Brace ‘n’ bit as my dad called them – not the wheel drills, but the big guys with the offset cranks.) I love the old wood tools – and unlike electrics, the bearings rarely wear out. (You can keep your power drill going by doing a bearing lube job. If it’s a standard hand-size drill, you could always mail it to me and I’ll do it!)
November 6, 2011 at 16:27
I thought of rope lights but these were free. I’d be afraid to take apart Dad’s Jacobs drill for fear I’d never get it back right. And yes, I have a brace with bits.
November 6, 2011 at 19:37
I am VERY good with disassembling and reassembling stuff. All but 3 of the stand fans in our house came out of garbage cans, thrown out because they didn’t run. I learned from my dad, who has a Milwaukee “Hole Shooter” (cast metal shell) hand drill that he “replaced” with a B&D power drill over 15 years ago. The Milwaukee is still running (though noisy and warm), and dad is on the 3rd “replacement” B&D!
You’d kill to see his BIG drill. Bought Navy surplus in the late 40s. You HAVE to carry it two-handed – it’s 3 feet long and weighs north of 60 pounds! HUGE! But it drilled through my folks’ foundation floor, saving them the rental of a jack hammer. I should know – I sat on it to help it cut through! (No jokes, I was only 11 at the time.)
November 6, 2011 at 20:29
Awesome. I may need one of those too.
November 6, 2011 at 18:16
Demasculization huh? Did you happen to see the article in the WSJ about eyebrow threading among the younger set in the Army?
November 6, 2011 at 19:41
Yeah I did, and I thought it was a lame attempt at digging for something like news. I plan on having excellent Andy Rooney eyebrows someday, may he RIP.
November 6, 2011 at 21:10
I’ve got a lot of tools but I don’t actually know how to fix anything. I just like letting people know I have tools by leaving them out when guests come over.
What’s this under the couch? That must be my hacksaw.
November 7, 2011 at 04:53
That’s a technique. Are your friends handy though?
November 7, 2011 at 00:47
Sometimes when you insert something funny into one of your rants, it’s even on purpose, no filter-ly speaking.
I was going to do the Dr. Spooner, You are a shining wit, joke, but you don’t know me well enough to be sure it’s just a joke, so, consider it unsaid.
November 7, 2011 at 04:55
Fear not, this whining shit has adequately thick skin.
November 7, 2011 at 05:42
#1. You’re missing a life-size poster of a mostly naked chic.
#2. Is the skull from your first kill?
#3. I’m impressed by your “tool(s)”. 😉
November 7, 2011 at 05:59
I considered the poster but thought that would make me look midlife-crisis-y.
November 7, 2011 at 06:11
I could send you the one that I have… then it would be considered a gift. 🙂 I’m not allowed to hang it up because there’s a child here.
November 7, 2011 at 06:47
That would have to be approved by Mrs. Rants.
November 7, 2011 at 17:05
Who is it a poster of? Might have to start a bidding war with ‘Rants! 😀
November 7, 2011 at 19:34
She only said half-nekkid.
November 7, 2011 at 08:32
Does she get insanely jealous when you look at half-nude people? Because she may not approve…
November 7, 2011 at 08:37
She’s fine with that so long as the half-nude folks are her.
November 8, 2011 at 07:46
It’s of Maria Kanellis. I tried to find a link to the actual poster, but I couldn’t find one. She really is super hot. And I would say she is technically 3/4 naked…
November 8, 2011 at 12:05
Was hoping for Salma Hayek or maybe Mila Kunis…
November 8, 2011 at 19:29
Meh. Now if it was of Debbe Dunning…..
November 8, 2011 at 21:18
Meh.
November 8, 2011 at 21:30
Heathen! I suppose you’d pooh-pooh Megan Mullaly and Teryl Rothery, too! (LOTS of bonus points if you can tell me what shows they’re from!)
Can we at least agree on Lynda Carter?
November 8, 2011 at 12:48
Sorry….
November 8, 2011 at 14:48
🙂
November 8, 2011 at 23:29
Who the FUCK is Lynda Carter? I’m down with mila Kunis or maybe even Jessica Alba.
November 9, 2011 at 01:08
I like you, kid.
November 9, 2011 at 05:52
John- Megan Mullaly is from Will and Grace. I don’t know the other chic.
Elite- Did you seriously just ask who Lynda Carter is?
And nevermind , you men. I will just keep my hot mostly naked poster. 😛
November 9, 2011 at 13:39
Teryl is the doctor from Stargate SG-1. A feisty little (right around 5′ zip, like my wife) cutie, who is aging magnificently. I believe she’s done some musical work as well.
It wouldn’t surprise me that Elite doesn’t know Lynda Carter. After all, he keeps trying to tell me Jessica Alba is hotter than Jessica Biel. (NOT!) Poor kid hasn’t learned the fine art of appreciating women yet. 😉
November 9, 2011 at 14:02
He will learn.
November 9, 2011 at 10:04
@Ellis…I know. 😉
@John, Keep your half-naked poster. A half-naked poster of a nude elephant is still a half-naked poster. And a half naked elephant would probably look a hell of a lot better than whoever the FUCK Lynda Carter is. 😉
November 9, 2011 at 10:41
Much to learn, have you.
November 9, 2011 at 18:03
John, you’re daft, mate. Biel better than Alba. HELLLLL No.
November 9, 2011 at 18:23
Sorry, pal, I like my women the same way I like my driving roads – fast and with lotsa curves! 😀
(“Oh, he’s goin’ ta Hell fer THAT one!”)
November 11, 2011 at 09:15
Considering you like OLD women, I’m sure they go fast…when they die mid-you know what. They can’t take the strain no more! ;D
There’s Lynda Carter (whoever the fuck she is! haha) “Wonder Woman,” women,….and then there’s Alba.
November 7, 2011 at 10:11
Well shoot – the very FIRST thing I noticed was the skull….I thought “Well..some poor fuckwit must have crossed Rants the wrong way…”
And did you say you got jiggy wit it?
November 7, 2011 at 10:38
I did just go there.
November 8, 2011 at 14:27
Very military setup. The psyche, I know understand, as my father’s basement workshop was similarly setup. And the skull-nice touch! lol
November 8, 2011 at 14:51
He watches the shop.