Neighborhood Watch
Because I’m sick (as just announced in the Twitter), I’ve decided to whine. This is my immediate neighborhood (never mind exactly where I am) and the blue stars represent construction projects. The four together are the fire station, which is surrounded by a single project which is so big it takes up that whole side of the block so darnit I’m counting it as four (the new water tower is at least two, the unpaving and repaving of the sidewalks one, and what used to be the tennis courts/itty bitty park/parking lot for firemen is now covered in tractors and heavy trucks, so that’s one too). The others are all houses being remodeled or being cleared for demolition, and the one directly on the street indicates a project at the base of that block that I accidently cut off.
I’m now blaming all this on my feeling of crappiness. The constant noise, the being woken up every morning for two months by aluminum ladders and caterpillar trucks roaring up the hill, the dust, the noise, and tomorrow morning I have to look forward to being woken up sometime before 7.30 by the ass-blank across the street’s gardener’s leaf-blower. Which isn’t on the map. Oh and neither is the road work with its intermittent water shut-offs.
August 24th, 2007 at 7:29 pm
Impending Extinction Watch:
This weeks New Scientist reports on a new study.
“…noise can create a form of chronic stress that keeps our bodies in a state of constant alert… raising levels of stress hormones… caus[ing] long term physiological changes that could be life threatening”.
Take care.
August 24th, 2007 at 10:48 pm
There you see? I bloody well knew it. It’s a conspiracy, they’re out to get me, I know they are.
August 25th, 2007 at 3:51 am
being woken up every morning for two months by aluminum ladders and caterpillar trucks roaring
All that and Fire Trucks too? Let’s switch places, you can over-see the grass growing here, while I supervise the Fire trucks and Catepillars there.
Yes… a D-9 Gift Certificate, the Ultimate BirthDay Present.
August 25th, 2007 at 3:54 am
Opps, go for the chicken noodle, you needs the salt and secret ingredients.
I’d sympathize, except the 1st Turkish Grand Prix Qualifying is coming on.
Anyway, steed a bold carve a chicken.
August 25th, 2007 at 4:04 am
The longest serving Premier of Queensland (ie Governor of the state) was a farmer by profession and stunned a group of visiting Chinese investors by firing up a D-9 and starting the foundation work for the new construction project.
August 25th, 2007 at 4:07 am
Those little F1 cars generate a disproportionate amount of noise.
August 25th, 2007 at 5:26 am
Those little F1 cars generate a disproportionate amount of noise.
It’s the price paid for no Turbo-AllowOed. Massa and Ferrari on the Pole. Gawd is happy.
August 25th, 2007 at 12:02 pm
Ah Half, you’re so nice.
Yes, I’m living every little boy’s dream here, aren’t I? What I should have done is rented the place out for the summer for a boy-scouts summer camp and used the money to go on a frickin vacation.
But don’t worry, the ramen has tons of salt in it. Broth was made with a whole big fatty skin-on chicken carcass with an onion and carrots and lots of soy sauce added later.
August 26th, 2007 at 3:56 am
That’ll keep your electrolytes happy and keep your blood pressure in the ummmmmm happy zone.
August 26th, 2007 at 4:39 am
It’n gettin awful close to Ferrari time. Go the Reds!
August 26th, 2007 at 8:58 am
Sugar, too. In the mirin. Electrolytolicious.
August 27th, 2007 at 5:36 am
Did I mention that on our Honeymoon I picked an out of the way B&B with a very private room in a quite back-woods areas with peace and quiet so my “Mistress of the Night” new wife could sleep as long as she wanted?
Funny, no one mentioned that they were cutting a new road. Funny, I never knew that non-union labor could start work so early in the morning. Funny, as a beach guy, I never knew that in many parts of the world, large ice-age deposited boulders were a big problem when putting in roads. Funny, I didn’t know that to clear such huge things, they had to use explosives……. (still married anyway).