Gye Greene's Thoughts

Gye Greene's Thoughts (w/ apologies to The Smithereens and their similarly-titled album!)

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Interesting cognitive thing

Two interesting things of a cognitive nature that I noticed tonight, while reading bedtime stories to The Girl (3 years, one month).

One is that before I started reading the book A Sunday with Grandpa, I pointed to the various people on the cover and asked “Is this the grandpa?” She was able to tell that it wasn’t the girl, or the boy, but was the grey-haired fellow. We'd read the book several times before -- but nowhere in the book does it expressly point out ''This guy is the grandpa.'' So, either she worked it out from the context within the story, or she symbolically understands that the taller, grey-haired person is more likely to be the grandpa, compared to the shorter folks with colored hair.

Second, she independently pointed to the soccer ball and said “Ball.” Even though it’s more symbolically drawn than realistically: it’s a white, round-ish blob with some black splotches (if you click on the picture to enlarge, you'll see this better).

To me, this is some interesting cognitive stuff: understanding these symbols and meanings.

She's definitely smarter than a monkey, now!.


Wednesday, September 26, 2007

''Best of'' albums

I general, I avoid ''Best Of'' albums: The deciding factor for which songs are among the ''best'' for a band seems to be based on the sale of singles, airplay, and the like -- in other words, which songs got famous.

In contrast, the ''regular'' albums I own for a lot of my favorite bands -- Devo, for example -- are filled with songs that **I** think are great, but non-fans haven't ever heard of.

So, I tend to avoid ''Best Of'' albums, choosing instead to buy the entire album.

On the other hand, I've been burned by this before: buying the whole album, only to discover that, yeah, that one song is the only **good** song on the album. In this case, that hit song is usually a marked departure from the sound and feel of the rest of the songs -- a bit of a quirk. (As I recall, Wall of Voodoo's ''I'm on a Mexican Radio'' is like this -- but it's been a long, long while since I've borrowed the album.) Or, it was written by an outside songwriter.



Sunday, September 23, 2007

Guitar shirt?

At the shopping mall, I saw a short-sleeve dress shirt (Hawaiian shirt) w/ electric guitars on it, hanging in a Men's clothing store window.

But they wanted AU$150 for it: for twenty bucks more, I could have an **actual** [used] electric guitar -- which I'd rather have.

Because -- yes -- I need more guitars. :)


Saturday, September 22, 2007

Eighties zone

For various reasons, my CDs are hard to get to at the moment. But, I came across several of my cassette-sorting ''briefcases'' (remember them?!). Because of the time period that CDs starting coming into their own, my cassette tapes reflect the late '70s and the 1980s. So, I've been methodically going through the cassettes, starting at one end of the interior tray and working my way to the other: Men at Work; INXS; old R.E.M. and U2; Flock of Seagulls...

I also re-discovered my older ''Weird Al'' Yancovic tapes. Listened to them, and found that even though it's been yonks since I've listened to them, I can still -- mostly! -- sing along to the words.

Many thanks to Guitar Cousin for introducing me to Weird Al, and to Men at Work... many, many years ago. I remember us heading upstairs at our grandparents' house at family get-togethers, sitting on the landing between his dad's old bedroom and my dad's old bedroom. Guitar cousin had a small boom box that he'd use to play these tapes for me.

I think upstairs at our grandparents' house is also where I first heard the initial guitar compositions of his -- including the instrumental piece that later became our first co-written song ''Is This Love?'' (his music, my lyrics).


Friday, September 21, 2007

Future foretold through Australian music

A million years ago, when I was eight or ten or twelve, my dad used to listen to an album called Sun Arise, by an Australian guy named Rolf Harris. The LP featured a hit from the 1960s[?] called ''Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport''. I remember thinking the whole album was great -- full of good songs, and with an interesting, exotic sound (his ''wobbly board'', plus didgeridoo and bullroarers): it was probably my first ''favorite album''.

So, in my middle school years, I copied some of the songs onto tape.

As I'm working my way through my cassettes, I just re-discovered this tape. Two things struck me. First, that it **does** sound ''Australian''; I can't pin it down (though I could probably analyze it and expound upon it, if I was in the mood). And second, it's funny that I -- a guy from Seattle -- ended up here in Aussie-land, the home of Rolf Harris (and Men at Work, another great band). It's not like I used to listen to Austrian polka music, or Italian accordian-based folk songs... no, it was a very **Australian**-sounding album: and, here I am.

(In contrast, AC/DC, Midnight Oil, etc., doesn't sound especially ''Australian'' to me. Good stuff, but not ''Australian''.)


(10/1/07 -- Addendum: Based on the comment [below], I guess I need to post an addendum: totally forgot that I listened to Falco [Austrian], Peter Schilling [Germish], Munchner Freiheit [German]. So, maybe it's more selective memory than predictive.

And actually, I had a Blue Hearts (Japanese punk rock; fairly Ramones-y) EP that I really liked -- so I could've ended up living in Japan...)

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

My funny drum kit

Inspired by The Girl playing the drums with me over the last few days: here's some snapshots of my funny little drum kit.

I suppose Australians would call it a ''bitzer kit'' -- ''bitzer'' being Aussie-speak for ''mongrel'' -- i.e. a bit of this and a bit of that.

This first view is kinda a front view. In it, you can see the light green box I drew around the ''vibra-slap'' (the band Cake uses one a fair bit). If you click on the photo, you'll [hopefully] see a larger version of the pic.

To the lower left, you can see the white cymbal stand which is actually the stand for a floor fan: the fan broke, but I saved the stand. You can't tell in the picture, but there's also a wooden cross-bar, with a cymbal mounted on each end.

This photo is the side view.

You can see the Vibra-Slap more clearly, and you can also see the Tower o' Cymbals. The base of the tower is a metal stand that Guitar Cousin found by the side of the road(? - or did I find it, while running a delivery for the Crating Store that I used to work at?). I think the bottom used to be the stand to a portable projection screen.

You can't quite see it in this photo, but there's a cow bell at the bottom of the Tower o' Cymbals, as well as another one at the top.

None of the cymbals are at all ''name brands'' -- at least, nothing you might have heard of, like ''Ziljan''or ''Paiste''. A few ''Meteor'' brands, and I forget what else. But, they have -- to my ear -- a good sound. And I have a wide range of sounds available to me -- so, that's good.

The blue ring around the base of the high hat stand is just a strip of velcro. I use it to keep the pedal section bundled nicely against the legs, for when I pack up the kit (which is rarely). When the HH stand **isn't** packed up, t's easier just to keep the velcro strap hanging there.

In this view, you can see the black and red hearing protectors that I wear while playing (to protect my hearing). The Girl also has a set (white ones), which she knows to go and fetch when it's drum-playing time.

You can see the green Pringles can on the floor, which holds the extra drumsticks (and the pair of whisks/brushes).

At the moment, the setup is fairly asymmetrical, with nearly everything off to the right. That's just an artifact of the available space: eventually, I'll have it set up more ''out in the open'', at which point I'll move some of the cymbals around to the left.

I also have -- not pictured -- two more toms (brown, red -- to go with the existing black ones), a kick drum (red -- to complement the brown one), and three(?) cymbals, that I need to weave in to this array. But the toms and the kick drums need some refurbishing, and I need to figure out (or build) more cymbal holding solutions. I also have two(?) formerly-Teflon frying pans, which have a potentially useful sound when you whack them: they need to be mounted as well.

All this, of course, WIFMD [When I Finish My Dissertation].


Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Young child permits practice

The difficulty with having a fairly young kid (3yo) is that they need fairly constant supervising -- in part, because of their short attention span.

The benefit is that sometimes they enjoy what you enjoy.

Because I'm trying to be ''good'', I haven't practiced musical instruments in a fair while. However, the last few weeks, as I've been watching The Kid, she's asked to play the guitar; play the drums; play the trumpet; and help me juggle. So, I've brought out the requested instrument, and get a few minutes of re-acquainting before The Kid gets bored and I have to chase after her.

Juggling seems to hold her attention fairly well. I'm wretched at it -- if I'm lucky, I actually manage a few cycles of actual ''juggling'', but mostly the beanbags just go all over. But, she acts as ''ball girl'' and pounces on them and brings them back to me.

Part of the reason that I'm bad at juggling is because I never practice. (Part of it is a lack of natural talent: my younger brother picked it up in just one sitting.) But: thanks to The Girl, I'm actually practicing!!! :)

On a related note, I'm hoping she retains her interest in music: I could use a good drummer (or trumpeter, or guitarist) in the house!


Monday, September 17, 2007

Songwriting challenges

From my recording e-discussion list:

> I remember seeing Australian band Custard (from Brisbane, since broken
> up) play live with a children's size drum kit. But it was a good
> quality one that sounded good, just children's size. it looked
> awesome on a big stage.

The singer/bassist from The Presidents of the United States of America (Chris Ballew), plus a drummer (Tad Hutchison, The Young Fresh Fellows), formed a duo they called "The Chris and Tad Show". The rule was that they could use any instrument they could carry in one armload from the car: the drummer grabbed a little kid drum kit.

"The group started out as a "challenge band," where each band member was allowed to make only one trip to the car for equipment and whatever each member could carry in one trip was what they had to play simultaneously. Apparently Chris made the trip with a guitar, an amp, and a keyboard (Chris plays guitar and keyboard at the same time, sometimes playing the keyboard with a guitar pick or the headstock of the guitar), and Tad got the job of hauling the entire drum kit (a children's set). [...] they released a CD called "Hand Me That Door" on the indie label Orange Recordings."
(From near the bottom of )

I like the idea of songwriting "challenges": One of these days [!!!] I plan to write and record a collection of songs using only instruments that were gifts (birthday, Christmas, hand-me-downs...). Not sure whether I'll include that to equipment (two mics, a small mixer), or to effects as well.


Sunday, September 16, 2007

Several happy birthdays!

My wife, her sister, and my younger [and only!] brother have their birthdays within a four-day period.

Happy Birthday to all of them!

Two interesting birthday-related cultural differences between the U.S. and Australia.

1) They blow out the candles on the cake -- THEN sing ''Happy Birthday''; I'm used to bringing in the cake, with the candles lit, while everyone sings.

2) They don't do ''cake and ice cream''. They do... cake. They don't think to pair up ice cream with it.


Saturday, September 15, 2007

Montezuma's revenge

You've heard of the condition known as ''Montezuma's revenge'', right?

There's a chain of Mexican restaurants -- not very good, I might add -- here in Brisbane, called ''Montezuma's''.

About half a week I happen to pass it [no pun intended] while running errands. Each time, I chuckle.


Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Just being green

Currently, my Blogspot profile has a photo of Gypsy, my first electric guitar. It's the guitar I wrote nearly all of my songs on -- except for the ones I wrote on electric bass -- and played at all my gigs.

I lost it in a burglary a few years back, and I'm still sad about that. (My first bass -- which I also used for all my gigs and wrote songs on -- was also swiped.) Since the burglary, I haven't played guitar enough to re-invest my mojo into any of my guitars. Hopefully WIFMD it'll happen.

The reason for the change of photos is that a week or two (or three?) ago, I was updating my Blogspot profile. For some reason, the site was glitching and wouldn't allow the link for my profile photo to get saved -- it kept reporting it as an error (IIRC). So, I deleted the link. I tried a few other pics, but it didn't like any of them.

So, I figured I'd post my Gye Greene pic here, so I can find the link again.


Saturday, September 08, 2007

The long way around

Similar to how there are Mac users, and there are Windows users (and several other, less-encountered flavors like Linux and BeOS), when you're analyzing data sets, there's Stata and there's SPSS (and SAS, and R -- but mostly Stata and SPSS).

At the place where I'm a part-time Research Assistant, everyone else seems to use SPSS. I use Stata -- partly because it suits the way I work, and partly because (IMO) it's just better. (SPSS's syntax/scripting language isn't as elegant; it handles missing values in a clunky manner; and it doesn't have the range of analytic tools [e.g. various flavors of regression] available.)

There's a beautiful piece of software called StatTransfer, that can convert pretty much any data type into any other data type, with about three mouse clicks and a minute or two for processing. But, here's the nuisance bit: They don't have it at work; my only installed copy is on a machine that's pre-USB, and pre-CD-burner; and I can't find the installation CD to install it on the PC that **does** recognize USB devices (two household moves, and five office moves ago, I knew where it was...).

Thus, to get the data onto the machine with StatTransfer, I need to get it on to a Zip disk; to get it on a Zip disk, I need to get it onto the machine with both a Zip disk and working USB ports.

So: Here's what I did.

1) Data in SPSS format is on USB key (what I call a USB flashdrive).

2) Copy it to PC#1 (with keyboard 1 and Trackball 1), which runs WinXP, and thus recognizes a wide range of USB devices.

3) Using PC#1, send it to an external hard drive; un-mount the external HD.

4) Plug external HD into PC#2, and import data from external HD to PC#2 (with keyboard 2 and trackball 2). (PC#2 runs Win98, so it only recognizes USB devices if you load the specific drivers -- which I've done, for this specific external HD.)

5) Copy it from PC#2 to a Zip disk

6) Switch the KVM box so the monitor displays PC#3, rather than PC#2. (It's an older KVM switch, so the mouse ports are serial and the keyboard ports are AT; rather than dink with a zillion adaptors, I just use it for the monitors (to save space), and plug in individual mice/trackballs and keyboards.)

7) Fire up PC#3 (with keyboard 3 and mouse 3), and put in the Zip disk containing the data. Copy the data to the HD.

8) Use StatTransfer to convert the data from SPSS format to Stata format.

9) Copy the data from the HD back to the Zip disk; eject Zip disk; shut down PC.

10) Use the KVM switch to change the monitor connection from PC#2 to PC#3.

11) Insert Zip disk into PC#2; copy data onto external HD.

12) Un-mount external HD from PC#2; plug external HD to PC#1; copy data to PC#1's hard drive.

13) Use PC#1 to copy data to my USB key.

14) Plug USB key into the laptop, which has Stata; **finally** manipulate and analyze data.

The whole process took about 45 minutes... but most of that was setting up PC#3, and hooking up the KVM switch between the monitor, PC#2, and PC#3.

All said, it wasn't **that** horrible.

Some folks might say that I need a local network. I s'pose.

But the easiest solution would just to have a PC that takes USB keys and has StatTransfer installed.


Friday, September 07, 2007

A very specialized cover band

So, I was reading through my weekly free local music mag.

In the album reviews section: an album by Beatallica, called Sgt. Hetfileds Motorbreath Pub Band (label = Shogun)

Basically, a Metallica-sounding band that does Beatles covers (as the review points out, ''Beatallica are essentially a very specific parody band).

Examples of song titles:

-Helvester of Skelter
-Blackend the U.S.S.R.
-Justice for All My Loving

According to the album review (somewhere between a direct quote and a paraphrase): After years of issuing material for years, they've managed to navigate the legal minefield of two of the world's most famously litigious bands (supposedly with the help of Lars Ulrich himself!).

According to the review, if you're a fan of either band, you'll like it.

Worth a try? :)


Thursday, September 06, 2007

A message for lazy college students

That's my opinion -- that it's for lazy college students -- not that of the author. As reflected in the writing (below), he's pretty restrained and good-natured -- but also matter-of-fact.

There's a pretty well-known Sociologist -- some of whose work got co-opted by Criminology -- named Howard S. Becker. I took a class from him once, **just** before he retired. (I lucked out; another professor wanted me to take his own ''special topics'' course instead, and was a little annoyed that I didn't; and then, at the end of that school year, Becker announced that was it, he's retired. So, I played that one right.)

Anyhow, I was tracking down Howie Becker's personal website, and came upon this link (the link was titled "Click here if you are a student doing a paper on me or my work", or some-such).

I **was** just going to supply the link -- but as a part-time university lecturer, this spoke to me so strongly that I was compelled to include the whole darned thing.

For Students

I receive a lot of e-mail from students, who want a great variety of information. This little note furnishes all the information I can give you on the most commonly brought-up topics.


Many of you tell me that you "have to write a paper" about me and, usually, about my "theory of labeling." You ask that I explain this theory to you, and occasionally tell me that you have not been able "to find anything about it" on the Internet and I think that that's correct, there isn't anything on the Internet about it.

I said everything I have to say about labeling theory in my book, Outsiders. This book is available in most university and college libraries and is almost certainly in your library if your teacher has told you to write about it. (It is also for sale through Amazon and many local bookstores.) I have nothing to add to what I said in that book. I'm not a criminologist, although you may have gotten this assignment in a criminology class, and have not worked in this field for a very long time. Other people have written about it, but I don't keep track of that and cannot give you a bibliography. You can try Sociological Abstracts for other references.

Similarly, I cannot help you apply labeling theory to some special topic that your teacher has assigned to you. I suppose that your teacher did that as an exercise which would help you understand the ideas by applying them to some specific area.

If any of this seems strange or unfeeling to you, please talk to your teacher about it. Especially the people who have written me saying that they have no idea where to find the answers they are looking for. You should be able to get help with this from the teacher who gave you the assignment. Print this page out and show it to them.

If you have read the book and have specific questions that are unanswered after thinking it over, and after looking in Sociological Abstracts for other discussions, please write to me. Keep in mind that I have other things to do, am often away and not getting my e-mail, and so can't undertake to answer questions or engage in discussion in time for you to prepare a paper to meet a deadline or to prepare for an exam that is coming up soon.

If you got a kick out of that, I suggest you get a copy of his book Tricks of the Trade. 'Cause there's more.


Wednesday, September 05, 2007


A person I know with madd graphix skillz posted a blog entry about Tick-isms. (The Tick is the Mighty Blue Avenger -- you all knew that, right? The animated series was **much** better than the short-lived, live-action one.)

One of the things he's known for are bold, earnestly naive declarations and catchphrases regarding justice and/or evildoing. Badly mangled and/or over-extended metaphors are often involved.

Example: ''Stretching their minds on the RACK of JUSTICE!!!'' (That's from memory; it could be a little off.)

A better, more convoluted one: ""Destiny's powerful hand has made the bed of my future and it's up to me to lie in it. [...] You don't fight destiny, no sir! And you don't eat crackers in the bed of your future or you get all...scratchy."

Pretty good lists here, and here, and also here. Actually, these are just the first three hits from Googling ''tick-isms''.

So -- your challenge for the day: come up with a few Tick-isms of your own. (Probably just short, catchy ones.)

Off the top of my head: ''Flogging evil-doers with the giant noodle of Justice!!!''

Sorry, two more -- I think from the comic book:

''I'm sure millions of viewers are out there just wondering what it's like to wear the tights of justice. Well, it's tingly. It's uncomfortable, but it gets the job done.''

''Be reasonable; you can't destroy everything! Where would you sit?''


Sunday, September 02, 2007

A pleasant Father's Day

Today (Sunday) was Father's Day here in Aussie-land. Had a good day. The Lady gave me my Father's Day gifts from her, and the ones from The Girl. Included my very first gimlet (photo of a similar one to the left -- although after the initial twist, it was more like a spoon bit (lower photo). Then went out for b-fast at McD's (The Lady likes it). I had a double helping of pancakes, and ate it all, easily.

We tried using the space station-like climbing gym at McD's -- lots of tunnels! -- but the girl (just turned 3yo) is still a little young. Got stuck, and I had to go in after her. I **barely** fit -- any taller or fatter and I would've had trouble.

So, took her to a regular, outdoors park. Went on the swings. The slide, unfortunately, was down for repairs.

Then home, some food while watching some of my M.A.S.H. DVD episodes with The Lady, and then The Kid went down for a nap. The Lady and I measured out where the garage and the carport will be going (my folks are nicely giving us some money towards this). Then across the road to The Lady's folks, where the kin had gathered for her dad's portion of Father's Day.

Then I borrowed her folks' riding mower and cut the grass at our place -- getting a bit shaggy, esp. over the drainfield -- and our old place (next door). I **like** mowing the lawn, so this was my productive-yet-fun Father's Day ''treat''.

Then, dinner -- at my request, takeaway from KFC. Had a hankering for mashed potatoes. Sadly, no potato salad available as a side -- apparently that's in the U.S., but not here. Play with The Girl a bit more, get her ready for bed, do bedtime stories.

Then check e-mail while watching two more episodes of M.A.S.H. Despite the time-stamp for this entry, it's actually 12:25am: had such a pleasant day, I don't want it to end.

Oh: Thanks for the concern of those who inquired about my health off-blog. My energy levels are back to 100%. Minor nose-running first thing in the morning, and an oddly persistent dry cough off and on throughout the day. But I **feel** fine... :)

Monday I teach; then, since I feel fine, back into the Dissertation!


Saturday, September 01, 2007

Grandpa's Tools

Last August -- nearly a year ago -- I was in Seattle, helping to go through my paternal grandfather’s house: he had decided to move into an assisted-living place.

He did a lot of woodworking -- it was a core part of his self-identity -- so he had a lifetime’s accumulation of woodworking equipment (and a lifetime’s accumulation of wood -- largely offcuts). Although he was more of a power tool guy, he was of the generation that pre-dated economical power tools, so he had a decent stash of hand tools as well.

The clamps, handplanes, and handsaws were pretty much picked over by Grandpa’s kids -- which is fair enough, as he’s their dad. None the less, I got a lot of tools that no one else wanted -- or at least, had taken what they **truly** wanted, and were leaving for the grandkids to have a go.

It's good to know that about half of my hand tools (maybe 2/3?) are from my grandpa. Good heritage stuff.

As I said, most of the hand saws were already claimed by my dad and his siblings. But, there were a few left over. One or two Disstons, and a saw from a little kid-type of ''Junior Carpenter'' kit. The bucksaw (with the black inner tube wrapped around the blade) came via my dad, who'd had it hanging up in the garage for years, but never used it. Anyhow, this nearly doubles my stash of hand saws (yeah, I know some of you have more than this -- but I'm still new at all this...). :)

I was the only one in the family who had any use for the sawsets (except maybe my brother), the two jointers, and the sawblade clamp. Pretty sure I was the only one who knew what they were (again, except for my brother). A zillion years ago, before I became interested in woodworkikng hand tools, my grandpa showed me how to use all this stuff. Not that I remember the specifics that he showed me -- but I do remember him showing me.

Here're a few hammers. Well, the crowbar on the left isn't a hammer -- but I figured it kinda fit among the claw hammers. Just to the right of the crowbar is a hand pickeroon (probably has a specific name), for whacking in to things to drag them closer to ya. Far bottom right is some sort of gem-hunter's hammer.

Again, doubling my hammer supply.

Here's four mallets that my grandpa made. Prior to this, I just had one mallet (a rubber-headed one). There were a few other mallets spread around Grandpa's house, after his kids went through his tools but before the grandkids went through. I gathered them up, and all the grandkids that wanted one got at least one. I took these four, since they represent different styles. I think there may have been one or two more ''barrel style'' mallets left, but I didn't need **all** of them. My dad or one of the other sibs probably picked up the remaining ones.

Three handplanes. Curiously, I had a number of smoothers, and two wooden jointer planes, but no jack planes. Now I have one.

Some wrenches and pliers. He also had a **ton** of box-end and crescent wrenches -- but I already have a few sets, and didn't need more. I like the ''reversable'' one on the bottom right.

Three sets of whetstones. Two are in boxes (which he made himself). The other one was always out on one of his workbenches, between his two lathes, wedged into position so it'd stay put. I presume he used it for touching up his lathe tools.

Speaking of lathe work: them woodturners sure like their callipers....

Some sledge hammers and axes. As I recall, there were four or five sledge hammers left over. I figured I didn't need **all** of them, so I hefted them, and took the heaviest one, and the lightest one. The one in the middle I took because I was intrigued by its shape (any insights?).

In hindsight, the axes would've photographed better if I'd removed the protective paper/cardboard covering. Anyhow, a double-bitted, and two regulars.

I own two hatchets, but -- until now -- no axes. Or sledges.

Similarly, I only owned two splitting wedges. Now I own, ummm... seven? Yeah.

Maybe silly to pay ocean freight for these chunks o' metal. But, they were my grandfather's. And they seem hard to find in modern-day Brisbane, Australia.

A tap and die set, for making wooden threads. Or rather, the die; not sure where the tap is. (I **think** I have the terminology the right way around; I could always look it up....)

A few shovels, plus a pickaxe (with the yellow collar), and I think a hay fork. The far right shovel is a trenching shovel; the two on the left are some sort of spade -- although actually the one to the right might be some sort of manure shovel? Dunno. (Comments welcome.)

AU quarantine didn't give me the grief over these that I thought they might.

A shoe last. No one else wanted it. Not sure when I'll actually **use** it -- but if I need one, I gots one.

Punches and awls to the left; on the left of the ''knives'' section is one o' them things used to pry the strands of a rope apart, for when you're doing back-splices or eye-splices (thx to my brother for pointing that out!). I do a surprising amount of splicing, so this should come in handy. Next is a knife, maybe a marking knife (certainly, I could use it as such). The silver knife to the right is a very dangerous, pre-retractable box knife; I got it just for the sheer danger of it.

At the bottom right is two glass cutters. One of 'em is green, so...

Some miscellania. Not **all** the misc. -- just some of the high points: hearing protectors, some clamps, some rope with my grandpa's eye-splicing...

I'll need to file these under ''files''. Curiously, very few rasps. Handles turned by my grandpa, of course.

And finally, a small grinding wheel, with a belt with which to drive it. I might hook it up to a foot treadle, or some-such. It intrigued me, and no one else wanted it.

And the mechanic's/metalworking vice that my grandpa lined with wood to use it to hold wooden pieces. It was only much later that he got an actual woodworker's face vice. He'd used that vice as long as I can remember. And, since he did most of his wood processing with machines, I guess this vice suited his needs better than a face vice (e.g. he wouldn't be hand-planing the edges of boards). And it **does** hold the work higher up than a face vice would.

I have an idea of how to use this in the bench I build. But it'll be at least half a year before I build that bench -- too much other stuff to do first (including setting up a workshop!!!).

No chisels or lathe tools. My uncle took all the chisels and lathe tools, to sort. He keeps meaning to look through the chisels and let me have some, but when I mentioned it during my recent visit, he said he hasn’t thought to go through them, and at this point the box is behind other stuff in his garage. As far as the lathe tools, he says I can have one of the sets when I actually get a wood lathe.

Grandpa had (IIRC) three or four circular saws, and five or six corded power drills. Everyone (his kids and grandkids) who lives locally already had one, but a few people took an extra one as a backup.

Anyhow, because my brother and I were the only ones without a workshop already set up and stocked (except for my sister, and she's not really interested) -- and because I was in the process of moving to a house (whereas my brother is still in a small-ish apartment), I ended up with a **lot** of my Grandpa's tools. I'm bummed that he's not using them anymore; but pleased that I have them, and can hand them down to my own kids and grandkids (as relevant -- we'll see ends up interested in woodworking!).


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