Teh Squeaky Wheel
Good morning and happy Thursday! Glad you made it home safely, Fatwa.
Good morning from stately CasaK, home of the ginger shark!
Hai, Sven! Your gift tome actually fit into my suitcase and has already been shelved in teh library; thanks again from both of us.
Ping pong puppies definitely trumps dogs playing poker, Mac.
Dorothy Gale was right: there’s no place like home. 😉
It’s time to unpack, shower and then get caught-up on stuff; more laterz.
(If I’m up to it, I’ll have something to say about the very long alley behind the second property we worked on, which was christened the Encino Motor Speedway when we reroofed the property directly across said alley from the current project in 2005. Criminy!)
And happy that you got that book home without serious back strain. Be curious to know what you both think of it.
I may need to stop looking at Fox News. It is just too early to find headlines like
“NASA wants to probe Uranus in search of gas”
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Sven, Fatwa, and Mac!
Fatwa -- I’m glad you made it home safely. I look forward to tales from teh roof.
Mac -- the Murdoch sons are certainly taking Fox to a whole new level.
Indeed, where no man is supposed to go!
Teh Encino Motor Speedway:
The alley behind the property we’re finishing up is rather long; it provides parking access for many hundreds of condo and apartments units along Lindley Ave. and Newcastle Ave.:
(For teh record, we are not working on the denoted property; we’re working closer to the Killion St. end of the alley)
The only access for getting debris off -- and materials onto -- the roofs of these buildings is from the alley. Further, there are a preposterous number of garbage service trucks traveling the alley all day.
Being Encino, the housing is ridiculously expensive and most of the cars reflect that: largely late model Mercedes, Acuras, Lexuses, Range Rovers, Bimmers, etc…as well as a stunning number of virtue-signaling Priuses.
Many of the drivers are terribly important people…because, well, they just are. *Cough* Encino.
Further, the visibility when pulling out of all those garages / parking lots is pretty constricted; convex mirrors help, but said drivers still cannot see very far up the alley.
Nonetheless, a large percentage of drivers feel it’s okay to drive at excessive speeds. No doubt because they are terribly important people. Saw several cars which were doing in the close neighborhood of 50 mph. Not kidding; witnessed several near serious accidents.
One of my jobs was to help direct traffic in the alley around our vehicles, which also had lots of fluorescent traffic cones to mark them. (I was a busy lad when we were dropping debris into waiting vehicles. Many people ignored my hand signals, which were, in part, meant to help keep their precioussssss vehicles nice and shiny.)
Some people were terribly impatient; must have been late for their botox or calf implant appointments. And quite a few took out their ire on a certain Gerbil via gestures, verbal abuse, horn honking, etc. A few thought that driving rather too close and too fast past that poor fellow (who got waaaaay too much sun despite copious sunscreen) would “show him who’s boss”.
I will say that my “outside voice” was rather, ah, noticeable in the canyon formed by all of those buildings. One woman I called out for nearly hitting me actually stopped her vehicle, got out, yelled at me and accused me of being abusive solely due to her being a successful woman of a particular ethnicity.
I responded by stating I called her out for driving like an asshole, at which point she bristled and got a bit physically threatening. (She was both taller than I and outweighed me by a good bit.)
I told her that as a “feminist”, I believed in treating women as equals and that if she touched me me, I would “touch her back” in a manner she would probably not enjoy. (I also pointed out some of the many video cameras along the alley.)
Fortunately for all concerned parties, she backed off and contented herself with blasting her horn at me every time she passed by again.
On the plus side, the HOA President and property manager (a new client for us) are lovely people and have made their appreciation known to Jim, me and -- especially -- the crew for doing a difficult job in blazing heat. (Particularly tidying-up the property at the end of the day; even the well-known complainers who reside at the place have had little to kvetch about. So we’ve got that going for us…)
Well, it is Encino, Fatwa. Better than Tarzana, but not quite Sherman Oaks. Pretty funny, though.
Hai, Paddy and Mac!
Methane is teh third most prevalent gas in its atmosphere; just sayin’…
With all of the garbage bins along that alley plus the heat, my work environment was delightfully fragrant.
Re teh Uranus references earlier today: Route 66 passes through Uranus, MO. (Click image to embiggen.)
When I do my big Route 66 trip, definitely stopping here!
Mark Levin had a long segment on this this afternoon. As much as I hate the woman, someone is lying and I don’t know if it’s her or the Obama administrators:
It’s beyond time to turn this train wreck around and start putting some focus on the past president and what he didnt do regarding Russia.