{"id":3472,"date":"2013-01-22T09:41:18","date_gmt":"2013-01-22T14:41:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/?p=3472"},"modified":"2013-01-22T09:41:18","modified_gmt":"2013-01-22T14:41:18","slug":"i-am-not-lev-levit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/?p=3472","title":{"rendered":"I am not Lev Levit"},"content":{"rendered":"

I do not, as a rule, make flutes.\u00a0 No one has ever introduced me at a dinner party as, “I’d like you to meet the Big Ugly Man Doll – he makes flutes.”\u00a0 Doesn’t happen.\u00a0 I can’t even whistle in key.\u00a0 This is in stark contrast to my friend Lev, who does, in fact, make flutes.\u00a0 Damn good ones.\u00a0<\/p>\n

One of the most distinguishing of the differences between us, which are many, starting with his flutemaking company<\/a>, is this:\u00a0 deliberation.\u00a0 Lev sits down to make a flute in a very deliberate and careful fashion.\u00a0 He’s not an impulsive or “spur of the moment” or “well, that should fit” kind of guy when he’s making a flute.\u00a0 Honestly, I expect he’s probably the same way when he’s doing something else, such as, oh, I don’t know, hanging a cabinet.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Speaking of hanging cabinets, though, while it is also true that no one has ever introduced me at a dinner party as, “I’d like you to meet the Big Ugly Man Doll – he hangs cabinets,”\u00a0I am more likely to find myself performing that activity than many others, such as, picking two at random, deep-frying whelks or making flutes.\u00a0 In particular, I found myself just yesterday standing on a step stool, drill in one hand and cabinet in the other, exhorting and extolling Number One Son to continue holding said cabinet up while I screwed it to the wall.\u00a0 Needless to say, there had been very deliberate and careful preparation beforehand; I do not hang cabinets in an impulsive or “spur of the moment” way.\u00a0 You know, mostly.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Having done this before, I knew to mark off the bottom of the cabinets and screw in a “set” bar, on which I could rest the cabinets while screwing them to the wall.\u00a0 This is important when hanging reasonably heavy cabinets, and even more so when your primary assistant is a highly ADHD 12-year-old who can’t bench press anything heavier than a Nintento.\u00a0\u00a0 I also knew to mark – below where the set bar was, so you can see it – a notation about where the studs are.\u00a0 To do this, I used a studfinder.\u00a0 If you’re not familiar with this tool, it’s a small device that you hold up to your wall and drag slowly across until it screeches at you that there’s something interesting behind it.\u00a0 Since safety is our middle name, it will also screech at you if that something interesting happens to be a live electrical current.\u00a0<\/p>\n

So there I was, set bar in place, studs marked, with two cabinets hung on the wall and screwed to one another, when I realized four things in rapid succession:\u00a0<\/p>\n

    \n
  1. The cabinet door was scraping the ceiling a little.<\/li>\n
  2. The action of knocking said door down a little had just pulled both cabinets out of the wall.<\/li>\n
  3. They were about to fall on my head.<\/li>\n
  4. My highly ADHD assistant was nowhere to be found.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

    Thinking quickly, I held them up with one hand while groping for more screws with the other, and screwed one of the cabinets more fully into the wall.\u00a0 I then unscrewed the other and took it down, for further work on the doors.\u00a0 That’s when I really stepped in it.<\/p>\n

    Well, that’s not true.\u00a0 That’s when I stepped in the puddle of water on the floor.\u00a0 We had had some slight leakage the day before from the washing machine, and I panicked for a moment thinking it was still leaking – very much a problem, since it wasn’t running.\u00a0 I took a paper towel and puddled up the water, and realized it was continuing to puddle out from the wall – the very wall to which I had just attached the first cabinet.\u00a0 The very wall with the valve to the outside water supply on it.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    It was at this point that I was graced with the presence of more help, in the royal person of the Reigning Queen of Pink.\u00a0 I showed her the water, and mentioned that I really hoped I hadn’t just put a screw through a water pipe behind the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    “I really hope you have, Daddy!”<\/span><\/strong> says she.
    \n“Why’s that?”<\/strong> I asked.
    \n“Because if you didn’t,\u00a0then what the hell’s leaking?”<\/strong><\/span> says she.<\/p>\n

    You know, that’s a smart kid.\u00a0 Without further ado, I removed the first cabinet from the wall and took the keyhole saw to the wall, around the general location of the screw-holes I’d left.\u00a0 Pulling away the drywall – dry no longer! – we saw the nice little hole I’d put right through the center of the pipe, and the nice little quiet stream of water as it made its wet little way to the floor.\u00a0\u00a0 So, when I’d really<\/strong> stepped in it was when I decided that my first screw (which had merely grazed the pipe) didn’t feel like it had sunk into the stud properly, and I’d placed a new screw just a little higher and to the right.\u00a0 That one felt like it really grabbed something.\u00a0 Oh, yes it had.<\/p>\n

    Definition:<\/strong>\u00a0 Studfinder<\/em> (noun), little beeping piece of shit very useful for finding water pipes behind drywall.\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n

    \"My<\/a>

    My Flutes Are Not Pretty Things<\/p><\/div>\n

    I do not, as a rule, make flutes.\u00a0 This is why.\u00a0 It was exactly as I was taking some plumbers tape to wrap around the hole, just to make it stop flowing water to the ground, that the phone rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    The RQoP picked it up, on seeing that it was her mother SOBUMD, and by way of hello shouted, “Guess what?\u00a0 Daddy really screwed up!”<\/strong><\/span>\u00a0 Then, to me, “Can I tell her?”\u00a0 <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

    Thanks, kid.\u00a0 I think you just have.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    SOBUMD had the presence of mind to get me to call neighbor Mike, instead of a plumber, since neighbor Mike can fix anything and usually accepts beer and thanks as currency.\u00a0 Sure enough, Mike walked over with a sawzall, a blowtorch, and some plumbing stuff, and in a few moments we had a new pipe in the wall – and\u00a0a new flute in the making.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n

    \"Close<\/a>

    Close Up of Entrance and Exit Wounds<\/p><\/div>\n

    Here’s a close up of the through-and-through of my perfidious hole.\u00a0\u00a0I’d grazed the pipe with the two screws in\u00a0my set bar,\u00a0and again with the first cabinet screw\u00a0that I didn’t\u00a0think\u00a0had really\u00a0hit the stud well enough.\u00a0 For the sake of contrast, here’s what my friend Lev Levit’s flutes look like.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    \"What<\/a>

    What a Flute Should Look Like<\/p><\/div>\n

    So, lessons to be learned from this tale:\u00a0 First, you can’t trust your studfinder.\u00a0 Just cut a hole in the wall and look.\u00a0 Second, a good flute will be made deliberately, not by accident.\u00a0 If you’re in the market for a flute,\u00a0ask the flutemaker if what they intended to make was, in fact, a flute.\u00a0 If you find that you’re buying a flute from a guy who was trying to\u00a0build a violin,\u00a0or hang a cabinet, or install Windows\u00a08 Pro, and\u00a0he just happened to end up making a flute, you should probably call my friend Lev.\u00a0<\/p>\n

    He makes flutes on purpose.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/p>\n

     <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    I mentioned that I really hoped I hadn\u2019t just put a screw through a water pipe behind the wall. \u201cI really hope you have, Daddy!\u201d said the Reigning Queen of Pink. \u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d I asked. \u201cBecause if you didn\u2019t, then what the hell\u2019s leaking?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[5,10,7],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3472"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3472"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3472\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3489,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3472\/revisions\/3489"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3472"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3472"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.biguglymandoll.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3472"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}