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  • Birthday 05/25/1984

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    Southern VA
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    beginner here...attempting to parlay my voyeuristic interest in woodworking into a player sport! :)

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  1. I did take off 64. the freezer is next. for clarity, here's my current situation. Thanks again!
  2. I want to remove the base as well as the springs, and removing the base would allow me to access the springs. The guy I talked to at WEN yesterday called me back this afternoon. He'd been working from home, but was back at work today. He said he and one of the mechanics tried heating and hammering but were unsuccessful at removing the base from the one they tried on. He said there must be some type of heavy duty glue involved, and a reciprocating saw would be his advice. Granted, I don't know how hard they tried, etc., but I was pretty impressed with the callback especially considering it took him 3 different attempts to reach me. That said, I don't think his advice is viable for my desired results.
  3. Hey folks - I'm trying to remove the base of my plunge router (WEN model 6033). I've removed set screws (#63 in exploded view), and being that this is my first time attempting something like this, I'm looking for a little guidance. I've watched lots of videos and read lots of various articles and the like on the topic, but it seems that every router is different. There are no pins to knock loose, I've carefully inspected to find more screws, and I've called WEN. They suggested a little heat and to "just tap it out." I had just woken up, and I didn't have my wits about me just yet, so I failed to ask things like where to apply the heat or if I should have it in the locked position when I "just tap it out". I thought I would try here before I put myself through holding while listening to the static-filled classical music again. Any insight, tips, guidance, or whatever would be so appreciated. Thanks in advance!
  4. Hey there - I had read this post just the other night, and while just randomly perusing the internet earlier today, I found a product that made me think of your problem. I'm certainly no kind of expert in the field, but if I were you and didn't know what else to do, I'd do THIS! (I'm in no way affiliated with this product or it's company, I'm just somebody who read your post and happened across this..thought I'd share.) save an additional 20% with coupon code KRAFTY20 (link removed) good luck! Let me know if you try it! EDIT - Just search for wood restoration beewax on Amazon, and it's a fraction of the price!!! Hope I'm not too late! To be clear the stuff I'm talking about is in a squatty wide mouth jar looking thing with a black label that reads "100% natural beewax". I've just ordered some (at $8.99) because I have a coffee table with a similar issue. Either way, I will check back in here after trying it out.
  5. Hello everybody! My name is Adam. I'm 35 years old...not for long, as my 36th is fast approaching (May 25). I've been lingering in the background for a few weeks, but I'm finally getting around to introducing myself. I'm very much a beginner here, but I'm happy to say that my interest in woodworking has gone from a strange case of voyeurism to a player sport as of late. I live in a little bitty quiet town in Southern Virginia with no lines on the road or stop lights, and though I love this little bitty town and my little bitty place in it, life is far from anything like I thought it might be. I would love to say that I was just bored and decided to start back up on an old project I'd shelved long ago, but that's not the case. Somewhere in the past decade, I became completely disenchanted with life. Failed relationships, the untimely deaths of several of the most beloved people of my life, and a surprise seizure disorder cracked the otherwise happy and strong foundation on which I believed I existed. At the risk of oversharing but making a long story short(er), all I know to say here is that I must not have been the person I thought I was - those things wouldn't have had the profoundly disturbing effects they did if I had been. Without really realizing it, I was on a desperate hunt for a reason to get out of bed the next day when I stumbled upon my interest in woodwork. Over the course of the last year or so, I've gone from being a person who owned a drill but reserved it for someone else's use to having 4 batteries in obsessive rotation at all times. LOL (It's funny cuz it's true.) I share that to illustrate the strange shade of surprise this whole thing is colored with for me. If you've read this far, keep reading...I'm about to tie it all together. Around last November or so, I came across a good price on some 1x6x8 pine boards, and I bought 30 of them. I put them in the living room floor to create an obstacle; I had to adapt to this obstacle or change it's form. (And obstacle it was since I live in a singlewide mobile home!) Well, that was the idea, but to my surprise, my stubborn @$$ is like my father after all. It wasn't until I'd called up an old buddy of mine and told him to "come get this (insert various expletives here - I used them all!) load of wood out of my (repeat expletive insertion here) way before I kill some- (one more expletive insertion) body!" that I finally felt the urge to build. As I watched him go out the door with those boards (over and over again), I felt like I was betraying something or somebody...myself? the wood? Who knows. I made him leave me five, and after finally firing up the table saw I bought, it wasn't a week later I called that buddy up and asked him if he'd bring me back 5 more. LOL Now everything in my living room is covered in saw dust, and I've got a newfound zest for life. Okay, "zest" might be a strong word selection, but I do have a couple projects under my new tool belt and a little hope in my heart. So far, I've made a crosscut sled, a tracksaw-like jig thing, a floating shelf, and a stand that's attached to my porch to keep my garbage can upright and safe from the 4 legged residents of this sleepy little town. It's been a slow start, but I think I may have found the most unexpected love of my life in this craft. Thank you all so much for being here, for doing what you do, for loving it, for sharing it. It's not lost on me! This is especially important for someone like myself that is without a mentor of any sort, like I'm sure a lot of you are. For what it's worth, I went ahead and offered up the subscription fee...not because I couldn't stand the ads, but because it's the only readily available way to show my gratitude to the community. You are appreciated.
  6. I'm absolutely blown away by this. Bravo! What an inspiration! It's so interesting to me - the way the cattails seem to incite nostalgia, emotion, a sense of home and what it is that we inherit from it. How is it that these chairs seem to tell a complete story upon sight? Not in the traditional sense with a plot, but...I'm sure you all will comprehend my sentiment. As this plays out now, to a late comer like myself, there was a moment at the bottom of page 1 where I thought you'd trashed the whole project. Let me tell you - I never thought I'd come to care so much about somebody else's chairs! I was devastated for a good 30 seconds before I realized I just needed to go to the next page. LOL I was so relieved! And the chairs from your grandmother! I have so much to say, but in an attempt to learn to edit myself, I will stop gushing and get to the point. I can't thank you enough for sharing this. Documenting and sharing your process from beginning to end like this is, for me, superior to everything else I've seen in the way of instruction. While I may not be attempting chairs tomorrow, whatever I build next will be done with a license to care more, to be and do better that I got from reading this journal. I understand "shop talk" in a whole new way.
  7. Oh gosh man, I have no words, no wisdom on such a subject. Though I'm just some stranger on the other side of a screen, please know that as I prepare to shut my eyes for the night, my thoughts will be with you. I have to say... I'm brand new here. I'm sure you guys see a lot of newbies, and who knows if I'll stick around; I sure don't. The reason I registered here and not any of the other sites I've come across of this same "genre" or whatever is the genuine connection to and care for each other you all convey. I imagine it would be apparent to anyone who spent a few moments perusing the site, and I just want to say that it's not lost on me. I'm incredibly grateful to witness such a thing.