Thursday, June 19, 2008
This week is Urban Hobodry: Getting Concrete
Well, here we are again. The other day, my father (hobo #1) dragged me down to an old construction site to get some broken concrete for a walkway. He assured me that they weren't using the concrete, but I wasn't so sure, there was something odd. Maybe it was the NO TRESPASSING sign. Well, no use whining about it, we were there, so I went along with it. I mean, it wasn't so bad, so people gave us funny looks as they passed. Maybe it was because they were jealous. Or they saw what we were loading the concrete onto. My brother's truck. My brother's lowered truck. Right about now you might be thinking that would be a bad idea. Well, my friend, push those thoughts out of your head, because they are fat capitalist thoughts. The truck was lowered, but we were going to use it anyway. It doesn't really make a difference, as long as you avoid any bump higher than an inch and a half. Good thing we weren't at an old construction site, eh?
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The energy and fuel already spent on the initial pouring of the concrete is tremendous. If the concrete is put into an already overflowing landfill, it will be energy wasted and squandered. Better to reuse or use2 the material so the energy cost is broadened.
Besides isn't the pile of concrete a blight on our fair city and it's unused railroad tracks, next to the unused factory? Your mother, the Hobo Queen, makes beauty from the concrete.
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