I was walking back to my computer (which is in a different room) after setting up my material in the Glowforge when I heard a loud snap coming from that area. I rushed back into the room and closely inspected everything but couldn’t find a problem.
This was actually the second time this has happened, with the same result (last time was a few weeks ago). Now I’m really start to worry so I gave everything a really good look over, and finally located the problem.
I had taken the five large magnets out of the machine as I was using holddown pins for this project, and I had distributed them evenly on top of the left side of the GF, pretty far from each other (I thought). Close inspection revealed two of them snapped together, still clad in their duct tape jackets.
I’ll put them on top of the GF rail inside when I’m swapping out material. I have been known to forget to take them all off if I don’t need them all to hold down the new piece…and then after zipping back & forth some, they choose to come off and plant themselves in all manner of interesting places
I had one opened package of the big ones leap across the desk and hookup with another unopened stack. There was both blood and pain from the flying shrapnel when they met.
Mine go on the cart the GF is on for long term storage (between sessions). But that doesn’t mean the lazy me won’t use any flat space inside the GF to put the magnets when reloading materials since it’s a whole 18" to the sides of the metal cart
Oh that brings back memories…got some of those big tool holder strip magnets from harbor freight…and two snapped together with good chunk of skin between. Try getting them apart with one hand (because your other one is stuck and essentially useless).
Nice big blood blister and huge bruise…
Brought a funny memory back.
Brother was on a boat fishing with me and got a huge blue crab. He was going to put it into the box to make sure did not glom more bait.
It grabbed a finger so he cussed and dropped stuff he was holding and as soon as his other hand was near the crab clamped onto it.
He was dancing around cussing with a crab handcuff. Figured he needed a hand (so to speak).
Just as I was getting up to assist he cut to the chase and just bent down and kneed the crab a few times and crushed it.
Great plan, except he now had two dead crab claws vised onto either hand and crab guts all over his spot.
Now when we get into a boat and the first comment is always “Mind The Crabs”.
That goes about as you would expect.