West Coast Wolf

Cable cars and Christmas lights.

Dusk. In the foreground, a railroad turntable, with a cable car just past it. In the background, tree trunks wrapped in Christmas lights.

After work we had a team event where we went to Urban Putt, an indor miniature golf course with a vaguely San Francisco Steampunk theme. (To be honest, I had more fun watching the set pieces than actually playing the golf, at which I was pretty terrible.) It was great fun, and a thoroughly enjoyable way to spend the evening with coworkers.

A room with several mini-golf holes. In the foreground is a green surrounded by model houses, with a large lamppost in the center. To the right is a large model of a mountain with gold mines, and further back can be seen a Duck Hunt-themed hole and some more indistinct scenes. Overhead is a large display of exposed gears and pipes.

Today I served as an SF poll worker for the gubernatorial recall election. After a mad scramble to get everything ready for the polls to open at 7 AM, I spent most of the day welcoming people and telling them that the voting booths were upstairs. (It was pretty quiet, since the state sent out vote-by-mail ballots to all registered voters again this time.) Once the polls closed at 8 PM it was another mad scramble to get everything packed away again and prepare the ballots for counting, but I left at the end with the satisfaction of a job well done.

Wolf sits at a folding table, surrounded by various posters, safeguarding a large red box for vote-by-mail ballots.

I spent most of last Saturday afternoon at Noisebridge helping someone build a frame to hold a box fan in a window to improve ventilation. Neither of us quite knew what we were doing but we managed to get it put together in the end.

In the woodshop: Wolf stands next to a box fan in a wooden frame.
View up the stairwell, with two box fans in the window above the stairs. Dan leans in from the side to adjust something.

My bedframe has a large gap under the headboard, so my pillow keeps falling off the end of the bed. I decided to fix this by making a board to go in the empty space.

Step 1: Obtain a quarter-sheet of ¼" hardboard from Discount Builders Supply, a local store down the street from me.

A large single-story building next to a freeway, with “DISCOUNT BUILDERS SUPPLY” plastered all over it in large yellow-on-black letters.

Step 2: Take board on the bus to Noisebridge to use their shop.

A large piece of brown-speckled hardboard leaning up against a Muni bus shelter.

Step 3: Cut board to size on the table saw. (All photos involving power tools were staged while the tool was turned off, for safety.)

A chunk of hardboard in a handmade tablesaw sled.

At this point I hit a snag—one edge of the board needed to be cut at a sharp angle in order to fit my bedframe, but the table saw could only cut up to 45°. After puttering around with some ideas for making a jig or trying to do the cut on a bandsaw, I decided to consult my dad, who knows quite a lot about this sort of thing. He offered some advice on how a production shop would design a jig, but suggested that for my purposes it was probably easier to just sand the edge at an angle.

I bought some sandpaper and headed back to Noisebridge, but when I got there someone pointed out that they have a belt sander, which made quick work of the project once I tracked down where the sanding supplies had ended up during the move.

The piece of hardboard being held up against a belt sander.
Corner of the board, showing an angled edge.

Finally I drilled some countersink holes for the screws to go into when I attached it to the bedframe. (I’m not sure if this was actually necessary but I figured it couldn’t hurt.)

Drill press drilling near one edge of the board.

Then I took it home, attached it with some wood screws...

The back of a wooden bedframe, with some screws holding the board I made onto the headboard.

...et voilà! My pillow is no longer in peril of plummeting.

Neatly made bed, with a pillow now protected from the precipice.

In lieu of fireworks, I went with some friends to Emporium SF, an arcade with a lot of old videogames and the like. An unusual choice for a 4th of July celebration, perhaps, but I consider it just a different kind of light show.

A large, dim room lit in neon colors, with various pool tables, air hockey tables, and arcade machines scattered about.