Ken,  Sounds like a busy day.  Can't you just buy 3 bricks if that's all
you need?  You city folk sure do weird things, paying for stuff you don't
buy.

You sure wouldn't catch me up the side of a building like Spiderman, or
whoever he was that clim up buildings like that.

I got Merrill XM radio for Christmas, sure hope he can figure out how to
use it.  I'm sick of the local radio stations he can get on his radio.  I
want some of the old stuff.  Ruth



At 4:35 AM -0800 12/23/05, Gabriel Orgrease wrote:
>Yesterday was December, last day of the NYC Transit Strike... stay tuned
>on that score.
>For us it was a 14 hour day and the accomplishment that three of us
>working together set three brick.
>The day before working together we removed three brick... this day we
>put replacements back in the hole.
>
>I started out in the driveway rummaging around for buckets & a trowel.
>(The one I used at the musical interlude at IPTW 2005.)
>Unsocial neighbor did not seem to like the early ambient noise.
>Went to Hoime Depot to buy a heat gun.
>Drove from one county to another to pick up raydome. Then to another
>county, to Kings County to pick up David.
>Then to the masonry supplier in Queens county.
>Picked out a brick. We had to purchase a slice of each color of two,
>meaning 100 brick per slice. No problem.
>We visited for a while & commiserated w/ our friend, the owner, over his
>recent heart attack. It was news to us.
>My age. My biological father had three heart attacks by the time he was
>my age.
>We got one slice tan & one slice red for two separate holes.
>At the yard we had to negotiate that we only wanted to take 12 of the
>tan and 24 of the red.
>Telling folks that you don't want what you paid for is counter intuitive.
>It is cheaper not to have to figure out what to do with extra brick.
>It is not like yoiu can just stop at a corner and chuck them behind a
>bush then come back 6 months later to retrieve them.
>When I did stone work upstate I had piles of materials hid at various
>rural intersections.
>Too much weight to fit in the car what with everything else we had to
>carry like sand & lime & cement.
>Worried about busting out the suspension or breaking down on a bridge.
>A 1:2:5 mix was specified. Measure a paper coffee cup in a 5- gallon bucket.
>Drove to Minhattan... that took 2 hours.
>Parked the car on the street, somebody has to stay close to it.
>Signed in w/ security.
>Got the ladder (underated for our weight and a few feet too short,
>supplied by the low-bid scaffolding supplier), climbed up on the
>sidewalk bridge.
>Got coffee... got the materials up on the bridge.
>Suited up. Full body harnesses. Thermal underwear.
>Rode 10 stories up on the side of the building.
>It is like riding a bicycle.
>Set the brick... we were fortunate to have warm water.
>Stood there and looked at the wall for a while.
>My epiphany of the week, as much as a masonry wall is a heat sink it is
>also a cold sink.
>Decided we had enough of that and rode down the side of the building.
>In the mean time David interfaced w/ all the street contacts.
>The guy assigned to watch us who had a stroke last year and nobody can
>understand what he is saying.
>He smiles a lot. One more year till he can go out on pension. An old
>horse not quite yet to pasture?
>David made the half dozen phone calls needed to let folks know we had
>filled the hole.
>They want to move the rig. Not our rig.
>Put our gear back in the car.
>Signed out w/ security.
>Drove off to the supplier and picked up a portion of the remainder of
>our brick.
>Tipped the fork lift driver for not forcing us to take all of what we
>had bought.
>Went to David's apartment in Brooklyn.
>Dropped off bag of Portland & hydrated lime w/ 5 red brick at his place.
>So that the next hole can be filled in.
>Told David his Xmas present is that I won't bother him until it is over.
>In short, a four day weekend.
>Drove raydome home. Weird traffic.
>Went home myself. Trouble driving at night without my glasses.
>Listened on XM to the guy in Slidell w/ the home video exclaim that he
>had not saved his golf clubs.
>Had dinner.
>Watched on the television Joan Rivers & her daughter & guests talk about
>suicide.
>It was a fine day.
>
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