These guys on the structure next door, well. there are about 10 of them, and honestly they take a break every 5 minutes to eat something or laugh at something or take their shirts off. They are all fat, which I guess is why they’d put a toolbox and some crap dangling on the edge of a building 40 feet up over the neighboring walkway.

A few days ago when half of the workforce left, two of them sat down and made some sandwiches with those condiments I referenced earlier. that and almost an entire bottle of vodka. Then they left those FIXINGS there for 3 days. If you’ll look at the plate on the right, I think that is herring.

Anyway. I got a rad new espresso machine the other day, the Gaggia 35005 Carezza, so I made about 1,000 lattes today. That and tetsuo keeps telling me he “doesn’t give a damn” that this duck he won’t stop laying on is getting dirty. I don’t know what to do. He’s been hanging out on it for like a year, and it’s starting to discolor some. If I get a new duck, and swap it out, what will happen?

and to finalize this AWESOME BLOGG. I’d like to let you in on something I wrote about on craigslist today:

It’s pretty annoying. There is a guy drinking a beer and yelling at a forklift operator in Ukrainian at 1pm. They are putting cement on EVERYTHING, including my fence that they broke, and my gangway. It’s most likely to strengthen the fence so it doesn’t break so easily, but it could be something less intuitive, like strengthening the gangway.

They hit that fence with a bulldozer last week sometime.They also hit the ground with a bulldozer repeatedly, starting at 7am. That hitting ends at around 11am, and other moving and scraping begins. They are doing a lot of sawing which is weird because the only materials they have are these huge cinder blocks and bags of cement.

I was going to get some coffee earlier, so I took out the recycling but my garbage cans were pretty full with what I can only assume is the used saws and some bags. While I was walking back, I was taking pictures and a guy upstairs in the structure dropped a pile of cement behind me, and when I started freaking out just kept saying “dobryy” or “dobro” which means “good”. I said “no. not dobro! NOT DOBRO AT ALL!” to which the guy replied “dobro”. It really isn’t.

When they first started this, they were jumping some bulldozers over my yard into the open lot, but there was a tree in the way. Scraping bark off the neighboring lot’s tree created a clean pathway directly through my yard in between a Cheetos bag and some other things where they could bring their cement trucks and ground hitting machines.

They have tons of condiments which I can see from inside my house. They are in plain view which is in violation of their permits, which is why their permits are not in plain view. I called the alderman, Manuel Flores, who put a bike rack in front of my office once.

fatz set up this weblogger thing on fatkids. Seems pretty nice! Instructions on the minimal setup required are in the motd.

Going to a bunch of shows this week:

• Tonight: Sigur Ros at the opera house

• Wednesday: Coldcut at abbey pub

• Friday: Prefuse at empty bottle

• Saturday: Acid Mother’s Temple

Hopefully can use this thing to document projects, waste time typing stuff that nobody reads, and maybe produce quality items like punchable whale tank without using stupid myspace.