Tonight in Week 2 of my WEA class, I did something I've never done before in my life: I used a power drill. Unfortunately I've been too long acquainted with the works of Freud not to be a little giggly about it. As T.S. Eliot once said, 'After such knowledge, what forgiveness?'
Yes, wasn't that a fantastic story! Here's the link. The De Walt is one of the drills our WEA tutor, Adelaide builder, carpenter and legend Rose Squire, was recommending tonight in class, so there you go.
On the 7.30 report that doctor said he drilled in as far as he wanted to go, and then he had to ask the doctor assisting him how to put the drill in reverse. So I hope you covered that essential skill.
I didn't know either, though I bet you did. For anyone else who may not know this, you do not put the drill in reverse. You simply keep it going (gently), while you remove it (slowly). Do not, repeat do not, simply try to pull it out, especially not out of a bleeding skull, I should think. (And here's an extra tip from a medical TV show addict: try not to breathe in any bone dust.)
Drills only go into reverse when you are using them to unscrew screws. How cool is that? Ask me something else I didn't know before last night!
Doesn't Anne of Green Gables' husband Gilbert try a very very early version of this on another character?
I've always been interested in the etymologies of the words 'drill' and thrill, and just what they meant originally. Etymology Online doesn't suggest a connection, but it seems likely that there was one.
A few months ago I was at a poetry night in St Kilda. A number of poets did 'sexual innuendo' poems - ie, taking an ordinary act and making a series of puns about it to make it seem as if they were talking about sex. Then Gem got up and read out a poem that sounded like flat-out porn - I mean, it wasn't even innuendo - just honest-to-goodness sex.
The kicker came in the final lines. Turns out she was just talking about a trip to the dentist.
I've done Drawing for Beginners there in the past. My sister did a course in genealogy, my mum one in carpentry, and my mate D is currently taking their early morning yoga class.
If you are only using a drill occasionally, then you don't need a De Walt as RH said. If you are going to become a tradie yes, for routine home maintenance, not necessary. GMC do some good ones, Ryobi if you want a more recognised brand name.
Clarification on the drill thing, which I expressed badly: Rose was saying they were good (there was one sitting in front of us on the bench at the time, along with a Makita and a Panasonic), not recommending that we actually buy one.
I have found it interesting, over the years, that an expressed interest in tools (the real ones, I mean, not ... oh, never mind) has always drawn the response, from both men and women, that one must wants something little and dainty and girlie. No; as with most other things, one wants something of good quality that works.
And I bet I'm not the only one here who's observed, first with shock and disgust and now with dull contempt, the floral-patterned hammers and screwdrivers and stanley knives etc that are offered for sale in various shops.
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Yes, wasn't that a fantastic story! Here's the link. The De Walt is one of the drills our WEA tutor, Adelaide builder, carpenter and legend Rose Squire, was recommending tonight in class, so there you go.
On the 7.30 report that doctor said he drilled in as far as he wanted to go, and then he had to ask the doctor assisting him how to put the drill in reverse. So I hope you covered that essential skill.
Yes!
I didn't know either, though I bet you did. For anyone else who may not know this, you do not put the drill in reverse. You simply keep it going (gently), while you remove it (slowly). Do not, repeat do not, simply try to pull it out, especially not out of a bleeding skull, I should think. (And here's an extra tip from a medical TV show addict: try not to breathe in any bone dust.)
Drills only go into reverse when you are using them to unscrew screws. How cool is that? Ask me something else I didn't know before last night!
Doesn't Anne of Green Gables' husband Gilbert try a very very early version of this on another character?
I've always been interested in the etymologies of the words 'drill' and thrill, and just what they meant originally. Etymology Online doesn't suggest a connection, but it seems likely that there was one.
A few months ago I was at a poetry night in St Kilda. A number of poets did 'sexual innuendo' poems - ie, taking an ordinary act and making a series of puns about it to make it seem as if they were talking about sex. Then Gem got up and read out a poem that sounded like flat-out porn - I mean, it wasn't even innuendo - just honest-to-goodness sex.
The kicker came in the final lines. Turns out she was just talking about a trip to the dentist.
I've clearly missed something somewhere... What does WEA stand for?
Have you used a staple gun? Oh I can have so much fun with ours.
Cristy, here you go.
Except that of course I'm going to the SA one.
I've done Drawing for Beginners there in the past. My sister did a course in genealogy, my mum one in carpentry, and my mate D is currently taking their early morning yoga class.
If you are only using a drill occasionally, then you don't need a De Walt as RH said. If you are going to become a tradie yes, for routine home maintenance, not necessary. GMC do some good ones, Ryobi if you want a more recognised brand name.
Clarification on the drill thing, which I expressed badly: Rose was saying they were good (there was one sitting in front of us on the bench at the time, along with a Makita and a Panasonic), not recommending that we actually buy one.
I have found it interesting, over the years, that an expressed interest in tools (the real ones, I mean, not ... oh, never mind) has always drawn the response, from both men and women, that one must wants something little and dainty and girlie. No; as with most other things, one wants something of good quality that works.
Oh and Mindy, tx v much for recommendations!
And I bet I'm not the only one here who's observed, first with shock and disgust and now with dull contempt, the floral-patterned hammers and screwdrivers and stanley knives etc that are offered for sale in various shops.
Ugh! They sound horrid.
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