thanks for that link, Dave... very informative and enlightening..
I stay away from articles like that lest I become an informed conservative and start collecting assault rifles and hanging out at the Windsor Ballet. I prefer to bumble along hoping for world peace trying to save the whales ... but I appreciate the effort.
J/K, none of those statements are true. I just wanted to say something ...
I think Alex has been listening to Tom Jones too much...
At least enough to know that the live versions of
She's a Lady don't hold a candle to the studio recording.
Yeah, that's right. I own one of each on vinyl.
Let me tell you a funny work story. I was weaving a 10' sheet into this very dark room wearing my hard hat and sweat covered safety glasses when I caught my drywall laden knuckles on the door frame hard enough to make the red come out. A couple of band aides and some electrical tape saw me through to the next room I had to board up. It had a pile of trash right in the middle of it which I immediately pushed out into the hallway right in front of the stair way. The superintendent lost his mind. I told him that nobody was working there and it would only be in the way of the 2 or 3 people who walked the job wearing clean shoes. When he started spouting off about 'path of egress' I commented that he was obviously taking this safety stuff a lot more seriously than me. That was all it took for him to be calling my boss to get a laborer to clean that up which was good with me because nobody ever would have gotten it out of my way.
I loaded up a dolly with sheets and rolled them into my freshly cleaned out room which had been boarded from the outside. The first thing I did was to stand a full sheet over the door way and put a couple of screws in it. Now that I had some privacy I took off all my clothes ... whoops, wrong forum. No, the privacy afforded me the opportunity to work sans hot hard hat and sweat covered safety glasses which leads to the messed up part. The very last sheet that I put in needed a bunch of pipe holes cut into it about 20" above the floor. So I cut the holes all nice nice and carefully placed the sheet on the wall so that all the pipe stubs poked through the sheet. I thought I had enough 'lean' on the sheet to step away to pick my screw gun up off the floor ... not. I looked back at the sheet to admire my work just in time to see that the 10' tall sheet was coming down at yours truly. I threw my arms up to keep it's close to 100 lbs from slamming me in the face. I may not be pretty but that wouldn't have helped my cause at all. My right shoulder which I had successfully been nursing all week long immediately took 2 steps back and the sheet snapped right at the pipe holes. Sh!t.
I'll not again taunt the safety gods.
