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Consciousness, if you could call it that, returns in the staccato stop start of a film melting in front of a projector. Her first cohesive thought mirrors that of any newborn. What the fuck? Two faceless monsters peer down at her from this cacophony. She can sense their gaze, but not perceive it. She can smell the magnetic fields stitching her mind back together. The situation can wait. The straps holding her arms and head in place can wait. There’s only one real question, ever, but especially here in the face of this impossible resurrection. Pushes through a half collapsed larynx: “Why?” The monster on the right simply says: “Necessary.” Fine. Asshole. “How?” The monster on the left shrugs, its blue medical gown crinkling with the motion. “The usual way. Time. Motivation.” “Why am I still me?” The process should have completely overwritten who she had been, burning her away and laying down this new thing. The faceless body on the right responds. “Our progenitors lacked the courage of their convictions.” The one on the left: “Or a failsafe. In case of collapse. Better this than scribbled brains. Stripes of personality, just noise.” But she can remember who she was. Is, now, again, and it is not better. Falling into nothing, into static would have been more just. The right: “Or something stranger. A rewriting, before dissolution. We are not capable, now, of knowing.”
A Veritas bevel-up jointer plane sitting on a dining room table. The plane has a black casing, silver bottom, brown knob in front and handle in back, and gold adjustment knobs.
A 3/4” thick 14” board being held in a Moxon vise on a workbench. A Temple Tools ryoba saw sits on the vise table. A Festool vacuum hose hangs on the bench in the background. The board has been sawn down its length, not particularly cleanly, so we end up with 3/8th-ish thick boards.
Side on shot of a white front door and the adjoining dark blue entry way wall. A light switch on the right. A square of drywall has been cut out next to it.
A cutting board made of walnut, with a maple stripe down the middle, being held out in the sun to show off the grain and finish.
6 6ft white oak boards, labeled by number in green tape on the end, a jumble of Douglas fir with half laps cut into them. A Festool sander sits on top of them, its cord hanging off the workbench like a Facehugger’s tail.
An unfinished cutting board sitting on a blue rubber project mat. The cutting board is walnut with a thin stripe of maple running horizontally down the middle. The edges are cut at 45 degrees.
A cordless Festool Domino sits on a work bench next to two stacked boards of white oak. The boards already have mortises drilled in them from the Domino.
My lunch on a woodworking bench. A chicken sammie, fries and a drink from Checkers. A ice cooler in the background, with various nerd stickers on it.
A Veritas DX90 block plane sitting on its side on a wooden desk. It is laying on its side. The visible side is covered in rust. Not pictured: the owner, very angry at himself.
A brown medium sized dog sitting on a teal couch. She is leaning against a throw pillow with one paw up on it. She wear a blue collar. She is a goof and a very good girl.
A hand made joinery workbench, modeled on the Anarchist Workbench, amongst others. It *looks* sturdy. It is mostly Douglas fir except for a chunk of walnut on the bench top in the near side, and a single board on the far side.
A 6x2 foot workbench top on another table. It is on two components but is clamped up. A 26” red Woodpecker square sits on the near end, giving a reference straight edge. The ends of the bench top are uneven and a mess.
A Douglas fir workbench top in progress, sitting on a table. Several boards of maple (some going blonde) are clamped to it.
A crowded concert space full of metal heads throwing horns. An Indian metal band is on the stage, playing the last song of the night.
A 6.5’ laminated bench top leaning up against a pillar. There is a very noticeable gap in the middle, causing a two inch drift from bottom to top. Not pictured: the makers deep unhappiness.
Above view of a bunch of Douglas fir boards. Lots of glue all over. Green tape marks the subconponents, and two strips of tape on the right side mark 6 and 7 ft long. A jack and a block plane nose at the 6 foot mark.
A 7ft lamination of 6 2x4 Douglas fir leaned against a pillar in a woodshop. It is saturated in dry glue.
Six 7’ boards glued and clamped up on a workshop floor. Glue splatter is everywhere. Literally everywhere.
A bunch of 8’ foot boards clamped together into a 26” dry lamination. A mockup of a workbench top. A plane stop sits in the near left corner. A wheel (for a vise) beyond that. In the distance, a HNT Gordon tail vise.
A left side view of the front part of a work bench base. The long stretcher connecting the two legs is not flush on the left side - so it looks like crap.
A 2.5” deep mortise cut into a 5x4” Douglas fir leg.
A big chonky lamination of four 2x4 ish boards, the nearest has an unfortunate downward slope so it’s shorter than the other three.
Four 4 foot ish boards glued together and in manu clamps. Glue leaks like a river in the seams.
A Douglas fir board stood half in a wagon vise on a workbench. A hatchet sits on the bench. The side of the board has axe marks.
A kitchen countertop covered in pints of ice cream. A set of hands is scooping chocolate ice cream into a cone, which is sitting inside a custom made cone caddy.
A packet of Shin Ramyun noodles with KPop Demon Hunters character Mira on the packaging. She looks disdainful. A tagline on the package says “Spicy Happiness in Noodles.”
A portion of a USPS media mail box. A logo from the comic Dresden Codak is stamped on it.
Two stacks of Doug fir boards. One of one - completely processed and square. The other 15 have one edge squared, with a “V” mark on it denoting it has been planed and can be used for a reference. (Not an F, I know, but it’s not a face?)
Five pieces of road oak - four walls with mitered edges, and a base. Sit on a blue rubber Rockler mat. A jar of Bumblechutes finish and a screw driver sit next to them.
On a workbench: A Veritas left-handed shooting board, donkey ear attachment, and left-handed hand plane on the shooting board. A small piece of red oak sits on the donkey ear having a miter cut into it.
A Stanley no78 rabbet plane sits on a workbench. Splinters from cutting end grain litter the bench. A piece of red oak sits on top of a scrap piece of maple. A rabbet (a groove) has been cut into the end of the oak.
Four pieces of cherry taped into a mitered box. It has no lid or base, just the walls. An engineers square is held to one corner to show the box is square.
A bagged donkey’s ear from Veritas. Not an actual donkey ear. It’s a woodworking jig to attach to your shooting board, so you can make 45 degree miters easily, for making simple boxes.
A cookie covered in chocolate and sprinkles. A Peep sits atop the cookie, as if on a throne of LIES.
A homemade ice cream cone caddy sits on a blue rubber work mat. It is about a foot long, has four legs, and five holes in it. It is made of hard maple, with Peruvian walnut runners on the front and back. Two cans of Bumblechutes finishes sit in front of it.
6 2x6” 8 foot Douglas fir boards stacked on a table.
Large print out blueprints for Benchcraft’s split top Roubo workbench sit on a table. They are held down by a Veritas block plane, a tape measure, and a copy of Chris Schwarz’s “The Anarchist’s Workbench.”
A maple board mounted to a French cleat on a tool board. Four different styles of marking gauges are held in the board through holes drilled in it. Chisels hang down ominously above, just waiting to cut the flesh of the unwary when they try to just get a marking gauge out jfc
An unfinished ice cream cone caddy sits on a grey cutting board, on a black kitchen countertop. It is made from hard maple. It is like a tiny table with five holes. A small squeeze clamp holds the left legs in place. Two empty sugar cones sit somewhat precariously in the left most holes. A combination square and a green Pica pencil sit next to the caddy.
A rectangular shop-made table sits between a longer purchase table and a battery powered Ryobi vacuum. The shop table is about a foot in width and almost 3 feet tall. It has thick square legs. A set of sharpening stones sits on top, along with a spray bottle, guide and angle finder. There are two shelves. Dirty rags, and a box full of random things.
An open jar of Delallo guardiniera open a dinner table. A pair of chopsticks is pulling a giant chunk of cauliflower out of the jar. The jar is a third empty.
A cute brown dog sits on a patterned carpet next to a dining room chair. A human leg in jeans is next to the dog. A medical boot is on the human’s foot.
“I looked at Ebert's prompt file. It included a prompt telling the agents that any new code had to pass every single test before it got "pushed" into Hyperspell's real-world product.”
A butt-joined board, made of six pieces of Douglas fir, about a foot and change, sitting on a workbench. Shiny from planing.
A wood shop floor covered in a 4x4’ pile of wood shavings. It’s a lot.
A vintage hand crank grinder on a table. It is surrounded by crumpled, ripped pages ripped out of a book called “Chance” by Amir D Aczel. One page shows the first page of a chapter titled “Independence of Events.” Another explains the famed knucklebones or dominoes.
A dog-sized dog in a red fur-lined coat standing in the middle of a snowy (but plowed!) street with no traffic, looking annoyed. A couple feet of snow rise up on either side.
A Moxon (dual crank) vise is clamped to a workbench. A board is clamped in the vise. A Veritas jack plane covered in wood shavings sits next to the vise. A messy woodshop floor is in the background.
A big wooden box frame sits on a table. Clamps hold it together. If you Enhanced, you’d see some real sad box joints looking like total donk on each board.