This is what it looked like as the special extra large crane was taken apart tonight:
I think the whole contraption is about one block long.
All of this reminded me of the drinking song of the Lower East Side artist/performance artist community, which was sung with gusto on Thursday night at the Mr. Lower East Side Pageant. I'm not sure who wrote it or what the title is, but it is hilarious.The chorus is:
So lift up your kilts and show 'em your balls,
Drink all their liquor and piss on their walls,
Make love to their women and shit on their beds,
The Yuppies are here, and we're better off dead!
Ah, good times. I'd say that I'll be glad when the construction is over, but then I'll have to deal with all the rich asshole idiots who move in. Bah.
I think I'd much rather deal with "rich asshole idiots" than construction cranes. At least they'll (hopefully) be quieter! :)
ReplyDeleteThe crane was only temporary, although I was very glad when the pneumatic drilling finally stopped. Entitled people demanding things are far more annoying.
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