Comments on: “Doh!” of the Week: Dropping an Anvil on Your Foot http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/ All tools. All the time. Your source for news, information, and reviews of hand tools, power tools, and tools of all kinds. Mon, 13 Oct 2008 04:38:01 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.1 By: Toolmonger » Blog Archive » Back In The Day: A Year Ago This Week On Toolmonger http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-117112 Toolmonger » Blog Archive » Back In The Day: A Year Ago This Week On Toolmonger Thu, 13 Sep 2007 00:31:54 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-117112 [...] We dropped an anvil on Sean’s foot. [...] [...] We dropped an anvil on Sean’s foot. [...]

]]> By: Michael http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1166 Michael Fri, 15 Sep 2006 18:36:44 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1166 I recently needed a new "zero-tolerance" insert for my tablesaw. Instead of buying one I decided I'd make my own with what I had in the shop. Only trouble was I didn't have any phenolic plastic. I decide to use a scrap of 1/8 cabinet grade plywood I had in my scrap pile. Worked fine until 15 minutes ago when I was ripping some small 3 1/2" blocks of Ipe. I was using a block to keep pressure on the side of the piece and a pushstick to hold the wood down. About half way through the last of 16 blocks the plywood gave out. The first thing I felt was the pushstick slamming into my palm. I shut the saw off and was amused at my stupidity. The Ipe block had rammed down through the plywood (where it still resides). The kickback as it did so was what i felt through the pustick. Luckily the only injury, other than my ego, was a small bruise in the center of my palm. I'm going to log onto Lee Valley Tools and buy an insert kit as soon as I finish up here. I recently needed a new “zero-tolerance” insert for my tablesaw. Instead of buying one I decided I’d make my own with what I had in the shop. Only trouble was I didn’t have any phenolic plastic. I decide to use a scrap of 1/8 cabinet grade plywood I had in my scrap pile. Worked fine until 15 minutes ago when I was ripping some small 3 1/2″ blocks of Ipe. I was using a block to keep pressure on the side of the piece and a pushstick to hold the wood down. About half way through the last of 16 blocks the plywood gave out. The first thing I felt was the pushstick slamming into my palm. I shut the saw off and was amused at my stupidity. The Ipe block had rammed down through the plywood (where it still resides). The kickback as it did so was what i felt through the pustick. Luckily the only injury, other than my ego, was a small bruise in the center of my palm.
I’m going to log onto Lee Valley Tools and buy an insert kit as soon as I finish up here.

]]> By: TL http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1104 TL Wed, 13 Sep 2006 00:49:11 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1104 My safety tip of the week is to throw down a blue tarp to collect scraps before starting any demolition project. When I bought my house I knew that my deck needed to be replaced. After I put my foot through it for the second time I decided the project couldn't wait any longer. So as I'm ripping boards off, I toss them in a big pile in the lawn. Once I got to the substructure the boards were large enough that I would have to carry them to the pile instead of throwing them. It was as I was carrying one of the 4x6 beams to the pile that I discovered the moss covered deck boards were mostly the same color as the moss covered lawn. I also learned that deck boards thrown across the yard will always land with their remaining nails pointy side up. Ended up with a 1/4" deep hole in my heal, a blood stained sock, a ruined pair of hiking boots, and a sore arm after the tetanus shot. My safety tip of the week is to throw down a blue tarp to collect scraps before starting any demolition project.

When I bought my house I knew that my deck needed to be replaced. After I put my foot through it for the second time I decided the project couldn’t wait any longer. So as I’m ripping boards off, I toss them in a big pile in the lawn. Once I got to the substructure the boards were large enough that I would have to carry them to the pile instead of throwing them. It was as I was carrying one of the 4×6 beams to the pile that I discovered the moss covered deck boards were mostly the same color as the moss covered lawn. I also learned that deck boards thrown across the yard will always land with their remaining nails pointy side up. Ended up with a 1/4″ deep hole in my heal, a blood stained sock, a ruined pair of hiking boots, and a sore arm after the tetanus shot.

]]> By: Jim Nutt http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1092 Jim Nutt Tue, 12 Sep 2006 17:25:59 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1092 I was once replacing a transmission in a car and decided to clean the new (junkyard) tranny before installing it. So, I put it in the back of another car and took it down to the local do it yourself car wash, where they had a degreaser setting. The d'oh was in the footwear, I was wearing deck shoes that were a bit worn in the soles. So, here I am carrying the transmission across the car wash bay when I hit a particularly slick wet spot on the concrete. My feet came out from under me, and the transmission went flying into the air. I landed on my rear, which smarted pretty good, but the transmission landed on my leg, which hurt even worse! Fortunately, nothing was broken, either on me or the transmission and I learned a valuable lessons... wear shoes with a non-skid sole when carrying heavy metal objects! I was once replacing a transmission in a car and decided to clean the new (junkyard) tranny before installing it. So, I put it in the back of another car and took it down to the local do it yourself car wash, where they had a degreaser setting. The d’oh was in the footwear, I was wearing deck shoes that were a bit worn in the soles. So, here I am carrying the transmission across the car wash bay when I hit a particularly slick wet spot on the concrete. My feet came out from under me, and the transmission went flying into the air. I landed on my rear, which smarted pretty good, but the transmission landed on my leg, which hurt even worse! Fortunately, nothing was broken, either on me or the transmission and I learned a valuable lessons… wear shoes with a non-skid sole when carrying heavy metal objects!

]]> By: PeterP http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1076 PeterP Mon, 11 Sep 2006 21:16:52 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1076 I think the most painful thing ive experienced recently was almost dropping my motorcycle while moving it around the shop. I put my foot in the wrong place, hit my shin on the footpeg, and lost my grip on the bike. I managed to catch it before it hit the ground, at which point every muscle in my back exploded. That was a good couple of days on painkillers. I think the most painful thing ive experienced recently was almost dropping my motorcycle while moving it around the shop. I put my foot in the wrong place, hit my shin on the footpeg, and lost my grip on the bike. I managed to catch it before it hit the ground, at which point every muscle in my back exploded. That was a good couple of days on painkillers.

]]> By: Terry Humphries http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1071 Terry Humphries Mon, 11 Sep 2006 15:45:53 +0000 http://toolmonger.com/2006/09/11/doh-of-the-week-dropping-an-anvil-on-your-foot/#comment-1071 Ok Well here it is. I was working on welding a project together when I realized I need to shortne one of the pieces. In my infinte wisdom I decided that rather than tote out the torch or a hacksaw, I'd just up the amps and melt the excess off using the welder. As I as gouging it off the rod stuck, as I wiggled on it it came loose and when down toward the floor. As I was start back with my "cutting" I realized that my leg felt starngly warm and damp. When I looked down at my overalls there was a lot of red liquid. Figuring I'd nicked myself somehow I droped my overalls to survey the damage only to be greeted by a blood squirtgun. Seems I'd plunged the red hot welding rod into my leg and nicked an artery. Unfortunatly, panick snuck it's way into my head and I proceded to run across the yard with a finger over the hole and my overalls around my ankles. Fortunatly we live in the country so the nieghborhood at large was spared the sight. BY the time we got ot the hospital it and quit bleeding and my wife had quit laughing. The Dr said I'd live bandaged it and sent me home. The next time I went and got the hacksaw and to this day my daughter hates to leave me alone when I weld. Ok Well here it is.
I was working on welding a project together when I realized I need to shortne one of the pieces. In my infinte wisdom I decided that rather than tote out the torch or a hacksaw, I’d just up the amps and melt the excess off using the welder. As I as gouging it off the rod stuck, as I wiggled on it it came loose and when down toward the floor. As I was start back with my “cutting” I realized that my leg felt starngly warm and damp. When I looked down at my overalls there was a lot of red liquid. Figuring I’d nicked myself somehow I droped my overalls to survey the damage only to be greeted by a blood squirtgun. Seems I’d plunged the red hot welding rod into my leg and nicked an artery. Unfortunatly, panick snuck it’s way into my head and I proceded to run across the yard with a finger over the hole and my overalls around my ankles. Fortunatly we live in the country so the nieghborhood at large was spared the sight. BY the time we got ot the hospital it and quit bleeding and my wife had quit laughing. The Dr said I’d live bandaged it and sent me home. The next time I went and got the hacksaw and to this day my daughter hates to leave me alone when I weld.

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