I CAN'T FIND THE LIGHTBULBS
I did find a tea candle, and I'm using it to illuminate Ann's keyboard. Which is black with white letters on the keys. The light blew out when I turned it on...it had reached the end of it's lumens I guess.No Matter!
I have a tea candle.
Today the spotter from the city came to figure out where the new electrical pole would be.
He said our deck was in the right of way of the citie's pole, our 14x20 covered with a cantalevered antique barnwood deck roof. Our stage. Our stage with the most awesome acoustics. He wasn't sure, but he said some other muk-luk from the city would have to come by and decide if it needed to be torn down or moved.
You have to be fucking kidding me.
you have right of way specialists on salary?
Torn down is out of the question, moved is a big challenge.
Enter our subcontractor, who say's off the cuff: "we can jack it up and roll it on logs"
He's done it before...with bigger structures.
I am immediately reminded of that Crazy Horse song "Cortez the killer" and that line about building the pyramids.
I don't want anyone to die:).
This is the kind of shit you have to deal with when you pull permits with the city for a remodel.
We don't need this shit. I will never pull a permit again.
On a positive note, we have a functional shower.
The tea candle says lights out, so that means goodnight.
Where are those damned lightbulbs????