![]() ![]() So here’s the thing: I spent 6 hours on Tuesday using a multitude of hand-sanders to get the parlor floor ready for stain. It was my go-to tool whenever I found myself, say, laying on the kitchen floor with three saws and a pry-bar trying to get the french door with a screw broken off inside the jamb unstuck. ![]() What’s important is that this thing kind of stole my heart. But, I probably would have bought one anyway, so that’s a bit of a moot point. ![]() Now, I didn’t actually purchase this thing… it was a gift from a boy who knew better than to get me flowers when he was in trouble. It cuts, it grinds, it sands, it comes with 157 different “attachments” (132 of which are actually individual pieces of sandpaper, but whatever.) This Rockwell Sonicrafter is your typical oscillating multi-tool. Even the ones that cause me to occasionally furrow my brow still get googly eyes more often than not. The truth is that I spend more time drawing little hearts around the initials of my tools than writing nasty letters to the manufacturers, which I attribute solely to the fact that I don’t buy shit tools. I have to preface what I’m about to write by saying that given the number of tools I own, how often I use them, and my rather unfortunate tendency to, uh, release them with some degree of force when things aren’t going my way… I’m a little surprised that I don’t have more occasion to bitch about tools that can’t quite hold their own in my shop. ![]()
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