Marvin the Mason

You should never mess with another man's artwork.

At least not while he's still around and can see what you've done.

Marvin was here (not the Martian, the Mason) this past week to set the mast of our solar project into a big block of concrete. And I mean a BIG block of concrete.

He spent a lot of time smoothing the top of the block with his trowel and it really did look like a piece of artwork.

Then I scratched my name into it.

When Marvin returned he sort of scowled at me and asked if those were my initials in his concrete. I confessed.

That's when he told me there was a $300 fine for defacing his work. Payable in cash. Right now.

Fortunately that's when his boss, Jason, smiled. Whew.

Sherry came around the corner and I repeated the good bits of Marvin's schpiel and she looked as shocked as I had felt and said "Really!?!". No, not really. Whew.

The mast is impressive and they delivered the rigging that will go up sometime next week or perhaps the week after. The concrete needs to be completely cured before they can risk putting that much weight that high.

They'll be trenching tomorrow, but that's not really exciting stuff. We'll just have to hope that they don't hit the ThermoPex lines for the Central Boiler – we did show them exactly where they are…