Living Downtown has its pluses and minuses. I don’t think I need to outline them here, however, I have a picture and story that will sum it up pretty quickly.
That’s my little white house with the screened in porch in the background. They’re doing street construction and that’s a whole different blog about communication and parking. I have a huge hole in my street (that’s where the pile of dirt came from) and can barely get in my driveway. This is the third day the equipment is sitting there idle due to the rain, so the whole thing is less than pleasant and I’m sure Rob wasn’t happy when he parked 5 blocks away last night after running sound all evening. However, notice the pile of dirt. This is why I love my neighborhood.
Talk about making lemonade out of lemons. And, last night around 3:00, I heard some drunk people arguing on the street. One guy wanted to wreck the sandcastle and another guy was yelling at him to leave it alone. Apparently, the second guy won.
Kudos to the 2 guys and girl who took the time to add some humor and art to the situation. It brightened my day and I’m sure from the looks on the faces of the passers by and the comments I’ve overheard, that your efforts were much appreciated.
p.s. Just so you know, I’m sure that’s not the official City position on this matter. Just a comment from an appreciative neighbor.
