Death of a GMC!

My GMC (similar to a Dremel, but I've been told not as good) started to play up last week. I asked my very unhandy husband if he could take a look. His response: "Oh right, as if I'm going to say it's the alternator!" Anyway, he had a look at it...actually opening it up to look on the inside. I caught a glimpse and my immediate thought was 'Wow, look at all those bits I could use!' but knowing if he actually killed it that I wouldn't get a replacement for a while I was a bit nervous so I walked out of the room. 5 minutes later he had fixed it! His response to how did he do it was "I blew on it and poked a wire in that was sticking out!"

It continued to work for a bit on and off and then finally stopped working altogether on Wednesday night. Again I asked my unhandy husand to look at it. He gave it a whack in the right place and off it went again. This time his success didn't last too long, it sparked and whenever I used it there would be a bad smell. So Yesterday I treated myself to a Dremel. Doesn't she look beautiful!

Comments

[JUDY WILKENFELD]

mmm michael would be so proud of you. now you too can sand ink off your hands - lol.

[Evelyn]

Yay for the dremel!!! I haven't tried mine for anything craft related (including the removal of ink), though did cut some clear roof sheeting for the top of my pool filter box ROFLOL. Nice looking dremel btw.

[Julie H]

Great to catch up on your blog. I like the shoe pages. I love that you have not covered all the background - but let it speak.

As to the dremel. I do love mine.

[Ro Bruhn]

Think of all the found objects in your old one. I don't have a dremel, I have a Ryobi which isn't as good, but maybe mine will blow up too.

[marie c]

Lol - nice one - I want (and NEED course) of one of those too!

[meganpickwell]

Yahhh and you are only a minute or two away!
I don't get mine until mothers day.
Mx

[Kristen Robinson]

RIP GMC...HELLO Dremel you will be in love....be sure to get the multi saw attachment it is a must have.

XO
Kristen

[Lysh]

My comment is actually a story:

Once upon a time there were three artists: daddy artist (for he had been a teacher), mummy artist and baby artist.

One day mummy & daddy artist decided to go on a pilgrimage, far across the land to see an art guru called deMeng. Baby artist was very young (and her piggybank was not rich enough) so she stayed at home.

Before leaving on the pilgrimage, this artistic trio was somewhat eccentric but reasonably traditional. They lived and used things that most artists did – paper, canvas and paint. Mummy artist had aspirations to use other things and had once cajoled daddy artist and baby artist into painting a tin… and she had re-crafted a shoe, but apart from that things were relatively normal.

Like all artistic families, they practised hunting and gathering. Once again mummy artist was the most ambitious. She had collected far and wide and had extreme talent for the craft. Mummy artist had every tool there was to have including a GMC. Baby artist in the meantime wondered what Mummy Artist was going to do with all this stuff and more importantly, how like Mary Poppins she seemed to fit more and more into the same space.

So off Daddy and Mummy Artist went to see the Guru deMeng. Upon their return baby artist watched closely for signs of the Guru’s influence. Daddy artist appeared much as before, if not a little tired. Mummy artist though was different. She had a strange desire for the tools that she had so carefully gathered to break. She started frequenting undesirable places and returning with bits and pieces of metal. Baby artist was worried – it looked like shrapnel for bomb making (maybe Guru deMeng was not a nice person and mummy artist was planning on killing daddy and baby artist!) Mummy and Daddy artist had a fondness for a new substance as well – it was called liquid nails. This perplexed baby artist somewhat for it whilst it was liquid it wasn’t the colour of nails at all. It also had a yucky smell, but Mummy and Daddy artist didn’t seem to mind.

And then, just as Mummy artist had wished for, one of her tools broke. Baby artist was surprised because Mummy artist was so overjoyed. So overjoyed that she smashed it up and seemed delighted when yet more bits and pieces of metal emerged. Mummy artist went straight out to buy a new and improved tool – a dremel!

Baby artist then realised that guru deMeng was not a bad man at all. In fact, guru deMeng must have preached having the best tool for the job and this had rubbed off on Mummy Artist. She also guessed that guru deMeng had decreed that no piece of metal is trash and that landfill is evil. So when articles ended their life as their intended purpose, disciples must pull them apart and find new artistic uses for the pieces. Baby artist was still a little concerned that guru deMeng had seemed to fuel the hunting and gathering streak in Mummy Artist. But baby artist was no longer worried that mummy artist meant her any harm.

[Gypsy Purple-Chamara]

Wishing you and your family a happy and blessed Easter

[Michael deMeng]

Hi Ursula, great news about the DMC...sort of a two for one...if you think the way I do. thanks for the nice post about the book on my blog.

Also, I was laughing at Lysh's comment/myth. I would love to post on my blog with permission, of course and references. So let me know, Lysh. After all, I have had stories told about me, but not fables. very funny.
Michael

[Erica]

Have just found your blog, and how nice to have found it the day Lysh wrote that great fable...very funny