I've had one of those 2-gallon compressors in my kitchen for years. (I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah.) ~40 bucks at Checker Auto Parts.
Handiest cleaning implement I've ever used: drying eyeglasses; cleaning/drying electric razor; dusting off the baseboard hot water heat fins; dusting knick-knacks; drying silverware; etc.; blasting crap out of the corners where brooms and vacuum cleaners can't get; etc.; etc.
The more you use it, the more you will find uses for it.
Its shutoff point is ~105 PSI and I set the regulator for ~65 psi --adequate for most uses and will get crud out of guns. The coiled hose on it will reach out about fifteen feet before it yanks out of the compressor and makes a hellacious hiss. The length of the small-diameter plastic hose limits the "conductance" through the hose (pressure
at the nozzle drops as soon as you start blowing with it), so I raised the regulator to the aforementioned 65psi from about 50 PSI.
The other day I used it to blow out a solidified plug of RTV from the nozzle of one of those tubes of RTV cement. Bounced around the room quite prettily, but hid itself somewhere and I'm going to let it stay wherever it is. (I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah.)
It's not going to run any air tools, that's for sure, but for just regular household use (and cleaning guns) it's great.
Just remember to use a mask when blasting stuff off (especially gun cleaning agents) because it will generate a fine mist which will hang around for longer than you can hold your breath.
And it might drive solvents, etc. into your skin if you happen to hit any areas of open skin with the air blast (I believe they have a medicinal injection device which does exactly that.)
It rests under my kitchen table partially supported by a small refrigerator shelf-grill on top of a couple of 2" sheets of foam rubber, but it tended to walk off the sheets in operation. So I drove a screw-eye into the bottom of the kitchen table (I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah) and partially suspended it by a doubled-over bungee cord to the screw in the table.
It transmits very little vibration through the structure of the building that way, although the acoustic noise is still there (I live in an apartment. And I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah.)
Nobody's around to say, "You're not going to put
that ugly thing in
my kitchen!"
'Cause I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah.
Actually, if you can get away with it, spousie might get to like this "new" kitchen machine. But you'd have to paint the whole thing white, like the blender and the Cuisinart and the breadmaker and the potato dicer and the mixing machine and the...
But I don't have to paint mine white.
'Cause I'm a bachelor, nyah-nyah.
Terry, 230RN