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There Is No Such thing as Scrap Wood

I have long said the only scrap wood is wood you throw away. After watching a video where they were cutting out knots from the wood to make jewelry I am not sure that is true. It always irritates me when I see someone in a video talking about how they made their project from scraps. Double this irritation when it's some expensive wood I can't buy in my area. I have a box of small pieces in my shop. My grandson, Odin,  found them and immediately began to drag the box toward the door. "Where are you going?" I asked. "I take to living room." He said. So I gave him a hand getting the heavy box into the living room where he began to go through the box saying things like "Look at this one!"  Once he had them all in the floor he began building castles. Not scrap, blocks for building castles. Even at 3 Odin knows this. There Is No Such Thing As Scrap Wood Just Pieces Not Used Yet

Holding Small Parts While Finishing or Painting

I needed to paint 200+ small dowels and needed some way to hold them. I ask the question in the toy makers forum and got a lot of good suggestions. The problem with these suggestions were that they only work well if your making one toy and only need to hold a few parts. I needed a much better solution that would work for lots of parts. I finally concluded that I needed something that worked perfectly for the parts I was making. It had to be cheap and easy to make. The part is exhaust pipes for my Hot Rod Freaky Fords . These are 1 inch long dowels that are glued into 1/4 inch deep holes. They need to be painted and leave enough pare wood for gluing. The first thing I came up with was this. Plywood Jig For Holding Small Parts Plywood Jig For Holding  Wooden Toy Car Parts While Painting - Exhaust Pipes for Hot Rod Freaky Fords Drying I just grabbed a piece of plywood that I had already and went to work. After I started painting I soon discovered that not only wa

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Norm Marshall Wooden Toy Pull Trains On My Patio Workbench                             In the mid-80s, I was stationed at Tyndall AFB. My workshop was on the patio at the back of our home. I would drag my Shopsmith out onto the patio and run a power cord out the window. My workbench was some rickety sawhorses with a few 2x4s laid across them. For an assembly table, I sometimes used the trampoline we had for the kids. It was not the best work table, but it was huge, and if it rained, I didn't need to put it away.  As the crow flies, we lived less than a mile from the Gulf of Mexico. Even during a drought, convection storms were coming in off the gulf. The rain was a constant threat, so I tried not to get too much stuff outside. I usually got plenty of warning, so I seldom got wet. The sun was another issue. Let a cast iron table sit long in the Florida sun and touch it with your bare hand, and you will be sorry. The Shopsmith aluminum tables didn't get that hot. I mad