tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post4334701004996832443..comments2023-09-16T11:37:10.056-04:00Comments on I'm Always Right: Hammer, Meet NailRedheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03763007541819974123noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-6417873802296874522007-09-14T15:33:00.000-04:002007-09-14T15:33:00.000-04:00Now redhead, it's your witty replies in the commen...Now redhead, it's your witty replies in the comment box and the silly comments they inspire that amuse me. I'm certainly not implying that the best part about your blog is not you, ha. I can see how it sounded like that, though; humble apologies and such.MCBiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08158534411541450613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-46209395834897014762007-09-13T05:59:00.000-04:002007-09-13T05:59:00.000-04:00And you wonder why the infrastructure of this coun...And you wonder why the infrastructure of this country sucks....no one wants to learn how to fix it...Jezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02130897549926261047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-75053672409019764252007-09-12T11:50:00.000-04:002007-09-12T11:50:00.000-04:00I LOVE Mallrats - "Who's your favorite New Kid? Ca...I LOVE Mallrats - "Who's your favorite New Kid? Call me Donnie."Redheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03763007541819974123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-31700842205338236972007-09-12T11:23:00.000-04:002007-09-12T11:23:00.000-04:00I used to live in mortal fear of helping my dad us...I used to live in mortal fear of helping my dad use the tablesaw because he told me that if it stops in the wood, and you move it wrong, the blade flies out and slices you in half. He was going for "respect the saw" but put the Brodie-in-Mallrats "fear of the escalator" in me. I leave the shopwork to the pros.The Brooklyn Boyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-35875031872438768842007-09-12T08:15:00.000-04:002007-09-12T08:15:00.000-04:00onthevirg: So glad I can entertain - and no, a sta...onthevirg: So glad I can entertain - and no, a staple in your hand when you're a child doesn't count (who hasn't done that?).<BR/><BR/>bella: Ouch! I wouldn't have helped take it out either (although you are a nurse and wouldn't do it - hee hee). Yeah, Van Gogh was everywhere in Europe, and I just spent hours in museums standing there mesmerized by his works - he just blew me away.<BR/><BR/>jumpshootingfool: You have NO IDEA how much it hurt - it was... Nope, there are no words.<BR/><BR/>mcbias: Hey, thanks dude! So glad I'm not the most entertaining thing about MY OWN BLOG! Warning: You're now thisclose to making my shit list - that doesn't actually mean anything besides the fact that I will mock you mercilessly in the comments...um, more than usual that is.<BR/><BR/>bruce: You're wasting your time (although I appreciate the effort). I am the type who realizes when something is beyond me and then goes out and gets help - and you made it VERY CLEAR that hanging a picture is beyond me (humbling but true). See how mature I am?<BR/><BR/>jez: Were you paying NO ATTENTION to the above post? Did you already take mcbias' advice and skipped the post entirely to go straight to the comments? You want me to use a fucking DRILL? A DRILL? That's it - go back and read the post (particularly the last story), and then you can come back and comment. Until then - your advice SUCKS!Redheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03763007541819974123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-72367955723227819372007-09-11T17:48:00.000-04:002007-09-11T17:48:00.000-04:00MCBias, dammit, I AM NOT GAY. I keep trying to te...MCBias, dammit, I AM NOT GAY. I keep trying to tell you that but it seems like every time I see a pair of heels in the window and think they might look nice you start calling me gay. <BR/><BR/>Jack - a guy with your intelligence should know that if she has plaster walls a studfinder's signal will go off every time she passes over the gap between the laths. Or, as some cheeper $5 models are prone to do, won't read the wall at all if there is horsehair or some other fiber used in the plaster. <BR/><BR/>I am guessing Red is a Souvenir de Mauvre gal but I may be wrong. Sorry Red, I could dumb it down further and add pictures but I didn't want ot come off as insulting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-52184307916030559422007-09-11T17:20:00.000-04:002007-09-11T17:20:00.000-04:00Forget the writings of Redhead; what we really nee...Forget the writings of Redhead; what we really need is the Bruce Paine Indoor Decorating blog, featuring 100% heterosexual commentary! :-p Is it bad that I'm starting to look forward to the comment section more than the actual blog itself?MCBiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08158534411541450613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-30771125065852126222007-09-11T14:25:00.000-04:002007-09-11T14:25:00.000-04:00Well, I guess we can scratch construction worker o...Well, I guess we can scratch construction worker off the job search. Maybe you can be the cop or the Indian....<BR/>Funny story though. Must have hurt like hell, but funny for us!Jumpshootingfoolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13873154543109766147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-42753000750135625482007-09-11T13:45:00.000-04:002007-09-11T13:45:00.000-04:00Girl...you have the worst luck! That hair story ga...Girl...you have the worst luck! That hair story gave me the chills. A true nightmare!<BR/><BR/>Reminds me of the time my husband was drilling a screw in our fence and drilled the screw threw his finger instead. He expected me to put the drill in reverse and dislodge it. Yeah. Right. I'm a nurse and I was freaked out so I got my neighbor to do it. I'm not good with such tools either.<BR/><BR/>Van Gogh is one of my favorite painters. When we lived overseas we went to several galleries w/his works. Awesome.Bellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03776447103944171477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-46412940932100629592007-09-11T13:43:00.000-04:002007-09-11T13:43:00.000-04:00Laughing.So.Hard.You are a never ending delight an...<I>Laughing.So.Hard.</I><BR/><BR/>You are a never ending delight and source of hilarity. I applaud you ma'am. Keep it coming.<BR/><BR/>Does putting a staple into my hand when I was in kindergarten count? I say no. I was was too young I think. Unlike you.onthevirghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07393086385087962938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-62994463892465801122007-09-11T13:42:00.000-04:002007-09-11T13:42:00.000-04:00jack: Point taken - I'll update everyone on that l...jack: Point taken - I'll update everyone on that later in the week.<BR/><BR/>bruce: What...the...fuck? Was that even English? Were you paying no attention? Who the fuck do you think I am? I'd sooner whore myself out to the nearest construction worker than attempt any of that. But...um...thanks for the advice.<BR/><BR/>jack: Better advice, but I think I'll just ask a man to do it for me next time (and now the feminist movement takes a HUGE step back).<BR/><BR/>tk: Fuck you. NO, it was NOT Starry Night - smartass. Believe it or not I happen to love art, I almost majored in it in college (I had a shit ton of credits in it but didn't know what kind of future there was), so bite me. (Damn I'm in a nice mood today.) Actually, it's an obscure print I got in St. Petersburg called Thatched Cottages in Auvers - beautiful colors and brushwork.<BR/><BR/>As for my being a danger - you have no idea.Redheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03763007541819974123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-87156265593804467942007-09-11T12:59:00.000-04:002007-09-11T12:59:00.000-04:00gasp, pant, wheezeI'm sorry, I just nearly suffoca...<I>gasp, pant, wheeze</I><BR/><BR/>I'm sorry, I just nearly suffocated from giggling so much. You are clearly a danger to yourself and others.<BR/><BR/>What was the Van Gogh print? Please don't say Starry Night.TKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13495736427508294951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-72590333320524827202007-09-11T12:39:00.000-04:002007-09-11T12:39:00.000-04:00You can also procure a stud finder for like $6 at ...You can also procure a stud finder for like $6 at your local hardware store.Shaunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588168584127417327noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-62502452406536768122007-09-11T11:49:00.000-04:002007-09-11T11:49:00.000-04:00Jack is right, you need someone with building expe...Jack is right, you need someone with building experience.<BR/><BR/>on another note, the reason your print fell down was because you failed to anchor it to a stud in the wall. In this case, Red, a stud is a vertical board that makes up the skeleton of your wall. It is generally made of 2x material so it would only be an inch and a half wide. The weight of the glass frame probably pulled the print off the wall because the anchoring device (be it a screw or a nail) was inserted into the drywall alone, instead of through the drywall and into a stud. (That is, of course, a guess. I am an expert on the subject, though)<BR/><BR/>Finding studs in walls. Finding a stud can sometimes be problematic. the use of drywall or plaster is a factor. Generally, if using drywall one can use their hand to hit a wall, and search for the different sound. If it is a sharp thud then there is probably a stud behind it, if it sounds hollow you are between the studs. This won't work with plaster, and you will have to "probe" the wall. Probing involves taking a longer finish nail, perhaps 2 or 3 inches, and nailing holes in horizontal line in the wall until you find the stud. normally you would do that towards the bottom of the wall or you would pull off a piece of trim and do it behind the trim. Once found, the studs should be on "layoff" which means they will be 16 inches apart on center. Once you found one in a corner you could measure over to the middle of the wall and find one you would prefer to hang it on. There are plenty of nuances to the process that I am sure you could find a way to fuck up, but you already learned a heck of a lesson. If you put on a revealing top and went around to the construction sites I am sure you could find a nice young man who would be willing to nail you..errr..nail a hole for you...err... nail you to the wall...err..sorry. I am going back to work.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963940430516650019.post-53130817708557547502007-09-11T10:54:00.000-04:002007-09-11T10:54:00.000-04:00You could have very easily turned this into a post...You could have very easily turned this into a post updating everyone on how the boyfriend/provider search is going.Shaunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588168584127417327noreply@blogger.com