its taken 4 yrs...but the house is down
the one so close to me (50') i could smell everyday that burnt that long ago...

it was supposed to happen friday..
my buddy marc is the contractor


i wanted before and after shots so bad but when i came home tonite
i said "wow the dumpster is here..WTF???"

marc just shut off the excavator ...

house is in a heap...

i yelled at him "this was not suppose to happen till friday!!"...totally bummed out

he had the day off so decided to do it ahead of schedule
it downpoured here all day but he did'nt mind...
"kept the dust down" was his responce

i got some pics...

i'll post when its finished...

i'm working for marc during the rest of the smackdown


...zap!

 

oooookay, back away from the coffee!
lol

 

lolol are you sure thats coffee??

 

OK . . .

It took me a while, but I think I've got this translated.


"About four years ago, there was a fire at my neighbor's house. Since that time it has been uninhabited. Also since that time, we could smell the odor of the fire. It was not a pleasant thing, to be sure. You would have thought that the house would have been torn down long ago, say three years and eleven months ago, but such is not the case, and as a result we have had to tolerate that awful, awful smell.

Well, finally, after all these years the approval to tear down the house was given (undoubtedly it took so long due some bureaucratic snafu, I blame Ted Kennedy) and the demolition was set for Friday.

Oh happy day!

I was so excited, and I eagerly awaited Friday's arrival so that I could take many pictures of the demolition of this eye sore (and olfactory offender) with my new digital camera. So imagine my disappointment when I returned home this evening, seeing a dumpster out in front of where my neighbor's house used to be, and my friend Marc (who happens to be a contractor) still sitting in the excavator, having just turned it off, and what was left of the house sitting in a heap behind him. For whatever reason, they had decided to demolish the house this afternoon instead of Friday. This caused me so much displeasure that I uttered an expletive so heinous that I can not type it here, seeing as how this is a family forum.

I shouted out in a rage, "This was not supposed to happen until Friday!", and shook my fist in my best impression of an angered Charlton Heston. My rage quickly turned into depression. "Why, why, why?!?!" I asked, and Marc replied that today was his day off, his wife was not putting out, it was raining and so he couldn't play golf, he had nothing else to do, so he decided to tear down the house a day early.
"Besides," he said "it was even better this way because the rain kept the dust down." Marc is practical like that.

Well, it wasn't a total loss. I ran into the house and grabbed my new digital camera and took some pictures of the demolished house. I've just learned how to use a camera and I am pretty inept at computer stuff, so it's going to take me a while to figure out how to post them.

Turns out Mrs. Zap and Mrs. Marc are on the same page, and she's not putting out either, so I will be joining Marc tearing down the rest of the place tomorrow.

 

all the above is true

but marc does not play golf

and yes i DO know to download pics..


...zap!

 

 

Nice translation.

 

Nicely done Kobi....

and I think clone is right.