Early Norm tool

J T wrote:
> Wed, Sep 27, 2006, 9:33am (EDT-3) From: [email protected] (RJDurkee)
> Guess I'm stuck in 1991 as I do not own a cordless tool. I know they
> would be more convenient, but I just don't feel like the hastle of the
> batteries - charging, finding one that has a charge, banging into the
> charger and it breaks on the floor, replacing them, etc, plus the
> expense of a battery powered tool. I suppose if I was in an area that
> was hard to get to a power plug, like many home-builders, I would
> probably buy one, but since I spend most of my time within easy reach of
> a plug, I guess I''ll put up with the inconvenience of corded tools.
> Rich
>
> I own two cordless drills. One of my sons has one, the last I saw
> of it was right after I bought it actually I bought it so he could use
> it.. The second is in my shop, I've never even tried it out - and I
> still don't know why I bought it..
>
> Both sons use cordless tools in their work, heating & air, and
> refrigeration, they work at sites with no electricity, period.
>
> Me, I'm with you, as long as I've got extension cords and
> electricity I'll use corded tools. Personally I don't feel they're
> inconvenient at all. It's nice to be able to work for hours and the
> drill be just as powerful at the end as it was at the beginning, and no
> betteries to have to remember to charge, which is or isn't charged, etc.
>
> I just remembered. I bought a cordless drill in 1975-76.
> Immediately thereafter bought a corded B&D drill, which i still have and
> still use. I don't knnow what happened to the cordless drill, and don't
> care.

> JOAT

Umm . . . everyone missed the point about the corded drill. Every
screw was over-torqued and made a racket while the bit spun around in
the cross slots, probably chewing them up a bit. Not that it mattered
for what he was building.

FoggyTown

Tom, I just wanted to thank you for an insightful and tender commentary
on corded drills. When I want power I don't look to my 9V toys but to
our 25 year old power drill.
I laughed, I cried- you did a great job of rendering our feelings about
our tools.
Donna Menke
PS- I was alerted to the emails in this topic by my ongoing alerts for
info on band saws- find some interesting things that way.
>
> Ode to a Corded Drill
>
> Of cordless drills I've got a few
> 'Bout five they are in number
> They've chased their corded brethren out
> To rusted dusty slumber
>
>
> But came this morn I had a task
> 'Twas not within their compass
> I'd fifty two inch holes to drill
> This called for much more whoopass
>
>
> So to their box I guilty stole
> Flung up the shrieking lid
> They lay inside though long denied
> And in their coffin hid
>
>
> Their tails were coiled 'round them tight
> Their copper windings glistened
> I saw they hungered for the light
> Like babes just newly christened
>
>
> I held one high against the sky
> To read the ancient runes
> 'Milwaukee' read the word inscribed
> Not seen for many moons
>
>
> His tail was cracked and poorly patched
> His body caked in grime
> But 'twas a smile on his chuck
> He knew it was his time
>
>
> The old dog didn't ask for much
> A dusting and some oil
> He sighed at my familiar touch
> He'd never known but toil
>
>
> The shank of that great two inch bit
> He took into his maw
> I plugged him in and saw him grin
> Those cordless watched in awe
>
>
> As Old Milwaukee cut his holes
> With wild electric glee
> On and on with guts and brawn
> So happy to be free
>
>
> He never asked for quarter nay
> Nor quarter was he givin'
> He sang in that great light of day
> Till all the holes he'd riven
>
>
> And all too soon his task was done
> His body warmed with labor
> I laid him soft upon the bench
> A moment one should savor
>
>
> He'd labored well and I won't dwell
> Upon his cordless brothers
> Who hid their heads while he did work
> T'would make them call their mothers
>
>
> I won't give up my cordless drills
> They've got their time and place
> But so do drills with tails my friend
> And so they need a space
>
>
> Not locked away from light of day
> In never ending darkness
> But out in God's good working light
> And ready for the harness
>
>
> So now my ode is done my friends
> I'll tell you what I've learned
> Not soon again will that old drill
> Have cause to feel he's spurned
>
> Regards,
>
> Tom Watson
>
> tjwatson1ATcomcastDOTnet (real email)
>
> http://home.comcast.net/~tjwatson1/

On Wed, 27 Sep 2006 19:21:47 -0400, [email protected] (J T)
wrote:

>Wed, Sep 27, 2006, 9:33am (EDT-3) From: [email protected] (RJDurkee)
>Guess I'm stuck in 1991 as I do not own a cordless tool. I know they
>would be more convenient, but I just don't feel like the hastle of the
>batteries - charging, finding one that has a charge, banging into the
>charger and it breaks on the floor, replacing them, etc, plus the
>expense of a battery powered tool. I suppose if I was in an area that
>was hard to get to a power plug, like many home-builders, I would
>probably buy one, but since I spend most of my time within easy reach of
>a plug, I guess I''ll put up with the inconvenience of corded tools.
>Rich
>
> I own two cordless drills. One of my sons has one, the last I saw
>of it was right after I bought it actually I bought it so he could use
>it.. The second is in my shop, I've never even tried it out - and I
>still don't know why I bought it..
>
> Both sons use cordless tools in their work, heating & air, and
>refrigeration, they work at sites with no electricity, period.
>
> Me, I'm with you, as long as I've got extension cords and
>electricity I'll use corded tools. Personally I don't feel they're
>inconvenient at all. It's nice to be able to work for hours and the
>drill be just as powerful at the end as it was at the beginning, and no
>betteries to have to remember to charge, which is or isn't charged, etc.
>
> I just remembered. I bought a cordless drill in 1975-76.
>Immediately thereafter bought a corded B&D drill, which i still have and
>still use. I don't knnow what happened to the cordless drill, and don't
>care.



Ode to a Corded Drill

Of cordless drills I've got a few
'Bout five they are in number
They've chased their corded brethren out
To rusted dusty slumber


But came this morn I had a task
'Twas not within their compass
I'd fifty two inch holes to drill
This called for much more whoopass


So to their box I guilty stole
Flung up the shrieking lid
They lay inside though long denied
And in their coffin hid


Their tails were coiled 'round them tight
Their copper windings glistened
I saw they hungered for the light
Like babes just newly christened


I held one high against the sky
To read the ancient runes
'Milwaukee' read the word inscribed
Not seen for many moons


His tail was cracked and poorly patched
His body caked in grime
But 'twas a smile on his chuck
He knew it was his time


The old dog didn't ask for much
A dusting and some oil
He sighed at my familiar touch
He'd never known but toil


The shank of that great two inch bit
He took into his maw
I plugged him in and saw him grin
Those cordless watched in awe


As Old Milwaukee cut his holes
With wild electric glee
On and on with guts and brawn
So happy to be free


He never asked for quarter nay
Nor quarter was he givin'
He sang in that great light of day
Till all the holes he'd riven


And all too soon his task was done
His body warmed with labor
I laid him soft upon the bench
A moment one should savor


He'd labored well and I won't dwell
Upon his cordless brothers
Who hid their heads while he did work
T'would make them call their mothers


I won't give up my cordless drills
They've got their time and place
But so do drills with tails my friend
And so they need a space


Not locked away from light of day
In never ending darkness
But out in God's good working light
And ready for the harness


So now my ode is done my friends
I'll tell you what I've learned
Not soon again will that old drill
Have cause to feel he's spurned

Regards,

Tom Watson

tjwatson1ATcomcastDOTnet (real email)

http://home.comcast.net/~tjwatson1/

Wed, Sep 27, 2006, 9:33am (EDT-3) From: [email protected] (RJDurkee)
Guess I'm stuck in 1991 as I do not own a cordless tool. I know they
would be more convenient, but I just don't feel like the hastle of the
batteries - charging, finding one that has a charge, banging into the
charger and it breaks on the floor, replacing them, etc, plus the
expense of a battery powered tool. I suppose if I was in an area that
was hard to get to a power plug, like many home-builders, I would
probably buy one, but since I spend most of my time within easy reach of
a plug, I guess I''ll put up with the inconvenience of corded tools.
Rich

I own two cordless drills. One of my sons has one, the last I saw
of it was right after I bought it actually I bought it so he could use
it.. The second is in my shop, I've never even tried it out - and I
still don't know why I bought it..

Both sons use cordless tools in their work, heating & air, and
refrigeration, they work at sites with no electricity, period.

Me, I'm with you, as long as I've got extension cords and
electricity I'll use corded tools. Personally I don't feel they're
inconvenient at all. It's nice to be able to work for hours and the
drill be just as powerful at the end as it was at the beginning, and no
betteries to have to remember to charge, which is or isn't charged, etc.

I just remembered. I bought a cordless drill in 1975-76.
Immediately thereafter bought a corded B&D drill, which i still have and
still use. I don't knnow what happened to the cordless drill, and don't
care.



JOAT
You'll never get anywhere if you believe what you "hear". What do you
"know"?.
- Granny Weatherwax

Bravo Tom...again.

Tom Watson wrote:


> Ode to a Corded Drill
>
> Of cordless drills I've got a few
> 'Bout five they are in number
> They've chased their corded brethren out
> To rusted dusty slumber

"Tom Watson" wrote
>
> Ode to a Corded Drill
>
> Of cordless drills I've got a few
> 'Bout five they are in number
> They've chased their corded brethren out
> To rusted dusty slumber
>
>
> But came this morn I had a task
> 'Twas not within their compass
> I'd fifty two inch holes to drill
> This called for much more whoopass
>
>
> So to their box I guilty stole
> Flung up the shrieking lid
> They lay inside though long denied
> And in their coffin hid
>
>
> Their tails were coiled 'round them tight
> Their copper windings glistened
> I saw they hungered for the light
> Like babes just newly christened
>
>
> I held one high against the sky
> To read the ancient runes
> 'Milwaukee' read the word inscribed
> Not seen for many moons
>
>
> His tail was cracked and poorly patched
> His body caked in grime
> But 'twas a smile on his chuck
> He knew it was his time
>
>
> The old dog didn't ask for much
> A dusting and some oil
> He sighed at my familiar touch
> He'd never known but toil
>
>
> The shank of that great two inch bit
> He took into his maw
> I plugged him in and saw him grin
> Those cordless watched in awe
>
>
> As Old Milwaukee cut his holes
> With wild electric glee
> On and on with guts and brawn
> So happy to be free
>
>
> He never asked for quarter nay
> Nor quarter was he givin'
> He sang in that great light of day
> Till all the holes he'd riven
>
>
> And all too soon his task was done
> His body warmed with labor
> I laid him soft upon the bench
> A moment one should savor
>
>
> He'd labored well and I won't dwell
> Upon his cordless brothers
> Who hid their heads while he did work
> T'would make them call their mothers
>
>
> I won't give up my cordless drills
> They've got their time and place
> But so do drills with tails my friend
> And so they need a space
>
>
> Not locked away from light of day
> In never ending darkness
> But out in God's good working light
> And ready for the harness
>
>
> So now my ode is done my friends
> I'll tell you what I've learned
> Not soon again will that old drill
> Have cause to feel he's spurned
>
Another classic Mr Watson. Thank you. I can just feel Old Red's pride.

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