What did you do NOT to your Sprinter today?

Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
Felt like a topic worth having...

Couple of days ago we went to the local auto show, and found a late 60s Ford Ice Cream Truck in service- like selling ice cream. I figured, well that was a new ones so... we split it.
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I have some rules, one of which is: If you are not in a position to spend money, DO NOT go to an antique shop or thrift store.

Why? Because if you find something, especially at a good price, it is often now or never. It may be years- or never- before you find something comparable to what you can't afford to buy today. My rule of thumb is usually to only go antiquing if I have at least $500 of disposable money in that months budget.

Yesterday? I broke that rule. It was the weekend, the weather was beautiful, and I took Rudolf down the River Road to Burlington, filling up the diesel tank on the way. I had been planning on eating an early dinner in the form of a large amount of Ice Cream at Ummm in downtown, and when we were done with that, I decided I wanted to check out the three sizable antique shops in town. We found something at the first place; it was simple, $8, a rolling pin. My wife figured out when she made tortillas that we did not, in fact, own one a month or so ago. It was a nice one, and not expensive, and we kinda needed it, and... yeah.

Next shop, thankfully no meaningfully expensive, was our next purchase. I had a 1950s Salad Master food processor not all that dissimilar to this, but it didn't have a meat grinder attachment. The 'new' food processor came with everything on the enamel surface except the rolling pin, paper goods to the right, and the toaster on the left (yes, that's a toaster). $26. With the manual. And we really needed a meat grinder because the one we have doesn't clamp to our counter because the butcher block I bought for it long ago is thicker than standard counters (about 2 inches):
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flman

Giving Green, and libturds a break from butt hurt
I did nothing to my Sprinter, because IDEOAS!

I have worked on a few of those old Ford Good Humor trucks in the past. They have Eutectic plates, basically brine, the reefer system gets it good and cold, they unplug it, and hit the road, and are good for a day to keep the ice cream frozen.
 
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Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
Actually, the gas people are looking to replace my meter and yesterday, I got the gas leak repaired on my stove for $850 all in. Fun. And they suggested to me that to avoid complications, I swap in a modern stove while PSEG are in there replacing the meter so I was in the process of doing that, and I couldn't for the life of me get the fitting on the flex hose loose. Called my plumber, he got there in under an hour with all the right tools, and he was saying to me "Yeah, these can be a bit hard to take out, you take the two wrenches like this (which is exactly what I had been doing) and you- OH CHRIST this is stuck." He ended up taking off the regulator, then removing the regulator from the fitting, and then replaced the fitting.

I'm not going to screw around with gas fittings when I'm having trouble. Nice guy; didn't charge me for that- and helped my wife and sorta me carry the stove out and hook up the new one.
 

Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
Forewarned is forearmed so if you aren't interested in a long GML style rambling story, skip to the part where there are pictures and short blurbs, if you even want to read about this at all.

Back in 2010 I had this idea to build office chairs out of car seats. I've mentioned this before, so I won't rehash it. In the beginning stages of my selling, or rather displaying, the chairs inside at Englishtown, before I had bought a van, I stumbled onto a 1989 (IIRC) Lincoln Town Car with a blue velour interior at the now gone Crescent U-Pull-It in Morrisville, PA. Once in a while, especially then, you'd find a car that had clearly driven its way onto the yard and appeared to be in excellent condition. This Town Car appeared to be an example, with a truly beautiful interior in particular.

It started me to thinking about adding to my line car-seat sofas. I am known to get completion bias when I start working on something, and this happened as it became clear that one of this cars problems was that the rear door locks were jammed. I feel ashamed about this because the body had been in excellent shape, with a very good shiny midnight blue paint, but I eventually managed to get the rear passenger door off by unbolting its hinges, and wrenching the entire door, with my wife's help, until the latch finally broke off; this destroyed the door and the rear passenger side quarter- the body side of the latch was apparently stronger than the body panel.

I then got the front bench out, concluded the rear bench was also beautiful, and realizing that I had destroyed several potentially valuable parts on the car as part of removing the front bench, I decided to also remove and purchase the rear bench. This was a slight problem because I was driving Rudolf at that time, and two seats were the most I could carry, and I also realized that I had to carry one seat in the front passengers seat, and the other in the rear drivers side (inverted), while my wife rode next to it in the rear passengers side seat. 55 miles or so each way to my parents house, dropped of the front seat, went back, and I don't even remember how I managed to fit the rear seat.

I never built the sofa for the store, for several reasons I won't go into, partly because I don't remember. I also ended up at some point, I think as part of the abortive attempt by my parents to sell their house and move into a retirement condo before my dad's cancer diagnosis and Covid gave them the excuse to end up not selling the house (they were looking for one, honestly), to throw out the back seat, which had gotten damaged in storage.

I brought the front seat pair to my house at some point in there, and eventually decided a good place for them was to place them on the floor of the Rodent Room (entertainment/computer room) so my wife could use it as a place to sit while watching TV. Back in October of 22, I finally got around to building a base for it so that it was chair height out of some of the spare wood from my old train set table that I also evacuated from my parents house as part of that move attempt. It was around this time I conceived a plan for the Rodent Room once the final deer mouse had died. They were going on 7 years old and had an understood maximum life of 8 at the time, so it seemed reasonable.

The plan was to build a sofa out of it and some armrests that had belonged to something my parents owned once but got discarded without discarding the armrests. I plan to redo the room that will involve moving the sofa to a place where it can be as wide as it will be with the armrests installed, but I haven't gotten there because buying the van and the fact that the final mouse, eventually named The Old Biddy, died in April of this year at some indeterminate age over 9, and thus continuing to occupy space in the room, got in the way.

Background story over. A few days ago, my wife determined a build flaw in the design by trying to pull the sofa out a bit and ripping one of the wood boards out, clearly demonstrating the screws were too small. I am quite sure they were #8x2" Philips screws which is apparently inadequate for holding two 2x4s together. I went to Lowes and found out that they FINALLY have Torx head wood screws, and I bought #10x2.5" screws. This idea is apparently so new they still include a T-25 bit in the package, although I think anyone who doesn't own a T-25 bit shouldn't be attempting to screw things together in the first place.

I replaced all 25 screws one at a time so that it would be easier to keep the holes aligned, and I added a third screw to each of the four legs, although I have concluded that at the end of the day, I may decide to replace the three screws in each leg with a pair of carriage bolts. Old screw and new screw:
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The future of this project involves installing the arm rests as shown below, adding some additional wood at the back to increase balance and stability (its slightly back heavy, which is an issue because these seats are basically recliners), and covering the exposed wood with either black vinyl (which I have) or a similar blue velour or oxblood red velour (depending on how close a match I can find) but all of this is waiting on redoing the room, which is a project I have slated for this summer because I own practically everything I need to complete it and I don’t enjoy working in the heat.
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Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
Ever heard of wood stain? Matching the wood would look much better
Or a tape measure? Measure a 2x4 and see how much of the screw makes it to the other wood.
Or math? Subtract the thickness of a board from the length of a screw.
My finish woodworking skills are limited, and the work on this project was never great to begin with. I'd prefer to cover it.

A 2X4 is dimensionally 1.5x3.5. I used a 2 inch screw, probably because I had a box of 2 inch screws laying around the house. Half an inch of push through seemed reasonable.
 

Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
Among my stops on this Friday shopping trip was goodwill. My wife found a neat painting, I found the dining table that will end up forming the counter tops for my final cabinet build, but as one does occasionally at thrift shops I found something I had been wanting for a long time: an adding machine.

I had found them in antique shops, almost exclusively with a disclaimer of not having been function tested, often for a price north of $200. I found this Smith-Corona, with a manual (which proved invaluable) for $8.99.
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What’s more? The dag nabbed thing works!
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flman

Giving Green, and libturds a break from butt hurt
My finish woodworking skills are limited, and the work on this project was never great to begin with. I'd prefer to cover it.

A 2X4 is dimensionally 1.5x3.5. I used a 2 inch screw, probably because I had a box of 2 inch screws laying around the house. Half an inch of push through seemed reasonable.

Jesus was a carpenter, see what you get for the sins of your fathers.
 

jasonconroy

2023 170" AWD DIY Adventure van 🚙💨
Among my stops on this Friday shopping trip was goodwill. My wife found a neat painting, I found the dining table that will end up forming the counter tops for my final cabinet build, but as one does occasionally at thrift shops I found something I had been wanting for a long time: an adding machine.

I had found them in antique shops, almost exclusively with a disclaimer of not having been function tested, often for a price north of $200. I found this Smith-Corona, with a manual (which proved invaluable) for $8.99.
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What’s more? The dag nabbed thing works!
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What's going to happen to all of your stuff when you pass away?
As long as you enjoy it now, right?
 
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Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
What's going to happen to all of your stuff when you pass away?
As long as you enjoy it now, right?
You don't have any hobbies, Jason? As you should be well aware by now I'm a trained watchmaker and my fascination with intricate mechanical things doesn't end with them. Anyway, what difference does it make to me what happens to my stuff when I die? I'll be dead. Each life is its own world, and mine ends when I die. They only thing I care about in terms of after my death is my wife, and I'm sure she'll make a decent extra pile selling this stuff.
 

Green Maned Lion

Der Unverbesserliche.
You know the thing that bugs me the most about stupid people? Them believing, almost slavishly, that whatever makes them happy will make other people happy. I enjoy collecting odd and interesting things, especially old, odd, and interesting things, I very much enjoy buying them at prices far below market, both the possession of the object and the hunt to find it.

Living in a cold, empty, modern place with limited things and no warmth or character to it makes me miserable. I tried it when I first moved out of my parents house, and briefly when I first moved to Pennsylvania; I spent several months living in a hotel before finding the place I rented, and I spent almost a year before that living in varied motels as I transiently sold at markets. Not my taste.
 

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