Culture on the Cheap
Most people who have the free time to enjoy a beautiful day (such as this one) would go to the park, do a spot of shopping or worship the sun under the auspices of 30+ SPF sunblock. Not me. I am not “most people”. When I received the following missive from my buddy over at Bad Advice this morning (after reading this over at the Gowanus Lounge) I knew what I had to do:
This piledriver is driving me CRAZY!!! The building is bouncing. Good times. Just thought I’d share!
It’s been awhile since I have had the pleasure of listening to a pile driver go about its nefarious business. I even found myself wondering if what I experienced at the hands of the Viridian last year was indeed as bad as I remembered. Faced with option of either getting a headache at the hands of National Grid or 5 Roebling, I chose the latter. Variety is the spice of my life masochism.
Follows is a sampling of my experience. Enjoy!
The acoustics of the area were very conducive to disseminating this din. Here is a map indicating where this pile driver could be heard. And by “heard” I mean not as mere “background noise”.
I found myself walking in time to the sound of 5 Roebling’s ground getting pounded. It was eerily reminiscent of this scene from Ben Hur. You can read more pile drivin’ hilarity from Bad Advice by clicking here.