<p>Moominmama - LOL! Way to go georgiamom. How did you choose your team?</p>
<p>Soozie, well, just think. Your girls can always come hang with us here in Sinner’s Alley. We will keep them safe. Of course, we are our own sort of danger.</p>
<p>Methinks Alumother has been cutting and pasting :p.</p>
<p>Back to meeses. Well, I’ve had moose steak and moose burgers. Don’t bother. Nothing like venison. Yum. Ya think it would be too mommy-ish to share moose and other roadkill recipes?</p>
<p>As long as we wear the tails of the raccoons we scrape up from the freeway on our heads I believe it is OK to discuss moose recipes. BHappy ought to have some. She lives with meeses. </p>
<p>Confession. COMPLETE cut and paste…Of course, I forgot that trucks have bras too:).</p>
<p>I have a fabulous truck - and it has lighted running boards . . . named “Big Red” however, it’s getting pretty darn old, kind of like me.<br>
It was used a lot more when I used to show horses - now it’s semi-retired (along with the horses), and just does short runs to the feed store and garden center. </p>
<p>about the football league - we had to go through a draft with all the other team owners - had 2 minutes each round to select our player. but we were prepared - we had spreadsheets showing the top players, and which teams had bye weeks, etc. we’re having a great time with it - we beat her boyfriend’s team last week. </p>
<p>My D is working on her early application now - not spending enough time on the essay, in my opinion, but the draft I read was pretty impressive. This is my 2nd D, and she likes to do absolutely everything herself, so I’m left with nothing to do but stress and worry about things . . . </p>
<p>so, margaritas all around - and because I cleaned my older daughter’s house out after she and her roommates graduated - I have every color of margarita salt ever created.</p>
<p>How about some construction talk? This week, we’ve had a real problem on one of our sites. The ‘soil’ and ‘gravel’ underneath the big hole we excavated may be the densest soil the piling contractor has seen in thirty years. (Lucky us!) The Geotechnical Phd took a sample back to the office and hasn’t been able to smash it. This means that when the piling contractor went to drive the piles, he made the lady lawyer next door (she likes to come out and holler at the construction crew on a regular basis) fall out of her chair whereupon she went to court to try to get an injunciton against us to prevent us from proceeding any further. She wants to live next to a big hole in the ground I suppose. Maybe she didn’t notice al the springs forming in the bottom of the hole?</p>
<p>So, yesterday, they decided to change the piles to steel ‘H’ channels. they are going to pour two test piles to determine the actual ‘N’ values which means they will put two in the ground, grout them and then four days later they will pull them out of the ground, breaking the bond. The Geophysicist belives the ‘n’ value could be as high as 140 (!) :eek:</p>
<p>Great for supporting a nine story tower but we have to tether the building to that ‘gravel’–in case of earthquakes.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, one of the pilers told me that his third wife dumped him last week, taking half the house and half of the boat assets. He’s from Arkansas which is why they brought him over to meet me. Next time he’s marrying a rich woman.</p>
<p>Funny thing. The guys do a fair bit of ‘feminine’ talk.</p>
<p>Yeah, when Lady Lawyer sent a threatening letter to the General Contractor, he blew a fuse and had his surly lawyers send a blistering letter to the Piling sub-contractor–forgetting that the piling contractor was not actually under contract to do anything more than the sheet piles (around the edge of the hole). </p>
<p>Whoopsie. The Piling contractor, the best in town, said he would be happy to walk off the site and leave the litigation to everyone else.</p>
<p>MInuted meeting notes record my suggestion that the GC ‘sweet-talk’ (ie pour some estrogen on the situation) the sub back onto the job. It must have worked. The piling contractors were back in gear the next day. </p>
<p>Hey LFWB dad, winter’s coming. Ya think we could drag that think out onto the lake for some ice fishing?</p>
<p>SBmom and Alu and moot and sybbie (and… who else belongs in this this group?): I was uptown but in Manhattan in 1985-86 as well. Do you think that’s the hidden tie that binds? Were we all breathing the same air in NYC at that time?</p>
<p>I should explain: I was in Manhattan from about 85-89 but I lived in about 9 different apartments, because they were all sketchy sublets. So, jmmom, we were probably also neighbors. Because I also lived on 75th& Columbus, 82nd & Bwy, 94th & Columbus, and 81st & 3rd.</p>
<p>Other downtown locations: 14th & C, Waverly Place & 6th-- & assorted couch stints with friends. </p>
<p>84th and Bway here, SBmom. I guess mine wasn’t that sketchy, as I stayed there the whole sojourn (1 1/2 years). </p>
<p>Although the corner <em>was</em> a bit “sketchy.” In the very early mornings, when my Type A workaholic-ish self was on the corner hailing a cab to head mid-town, I shared said corner with a couple of ladies of the night who were just at the point of Last Call.</p>
<p>Hey, I just realized - that was definitely not “mommy talk.” Somebody call the manly men. Sinners Alley has turned the corner.</p>
<p>OK. NYC for me was 1979-1984ish. Some of you are young’uns. And I lived for a year at 69th and Central Park West. In a studio so small that when I got anything out of the refrigerator I had to make sure that when I backed up to close the door I didn’t back into the coffee table. Then at Riverside Drive and 105th. Broadway and 104th, that subway station? Definitely sketchy. Although more along the lines of young men earning a living via happy substance purveyance…Did anyone else ever go to the Mudd Club down on the Bowery? Or see a play at Circle Repertory Theater?</p>
<p>NYC 1980 to 1993 with 1.5 years out in Asia, nearly half a year in Rome (courtesy of self-awarded Rome Prize) and 2 years living in a suburb some hundreds of miles away from Manhattan. Apartment living: 75th and CPW, East 9th between 1st and Avenue A (The Pot Street) and Riverside Drive and 92nd–with offices on 81st between CPW and Amsterdam, 102nd between Bway and West End and Grand and Spring.</p>
<p>We saw True West at the Cherry Lane with John Malkovich and Gary Sinise–and sat right behind Candice Bergen and Louis Malle. That hair! Wow. Shwe was so stunning. And man alive–did she ever LOVE that man to bits!</p>
<p>All you SA denizens who lived within blocks of each other years ago puts me in mind of a “Lost” episode. Maybe Sinners Alley is the island and NYC is the flashback…:)</p>
<p>Cheers - William Hurt (went by Bill then) as Hamlet in Circle Repertory Off-Off Broadway. Chris Noth and Jeff Daniels were spear carriers:). Lindsay Crouse in a production of one of her husband’s plays. Married at that point to David Mamet. Buried Child by Sam Shephard with Ed Harris in the lead role. And I think I saw that production of True West too. That was the two brothers?</p>
<p>Oi. A Lost Episode indeed. Heartbreak Cafe down in well, I guess Tribeca? All those Wall Streeters drunk on money…</p>
<p>It is a little interesting how many of us were there. There is also the Bay Area connection. I have lived out here first from 1960-1974, then from 1984-present. I know others have put in their time here as well.</p>
<p>That’s a no-brainer: everyone knows the world revolves around NYC and the Bay Area. (<em>ducking for cover</em>) (OK OK I was just kidding OK? Well… mostly.)</p>
<p>NYC 1980 - 83 (we definitely overlapped, Alu!). Sketchy illegal sublet on 113th between B’way and Amsterdam, in the shadow of the unfinished cathedral), and a stint on 7th Ave. in Park Slope just as it was on the verge of gentrifying. Was anyone there and taking the QB in from Brooklyn the winter Keith Haring had a lit installation in the tunnel under the river, which looked like a giant flip-book as the train passed by it? I’ve mentioned before standing on a subway platform watching Haring draw in chalk on the black paper they put over expired ads, and wondering in retrospect why I didn’t rip the artwork off the ad after he left. (Probably because I respected his ‘art for the masses’ concept, I guess. Silly me.) And although some of it was a little scary, I honest-and-truly loved looking at the grafitti artwork on the subway trains at that time. So alive!</p>
<p>Yes yes, the Strand, and bialys and egg creams!</p>