little pink houses for you and me
So the douchebag developer across the street has finally begun work. It's been nine years since we first started battling it out with him, and a year since the incident last year following testimony about the final plan that was approved. He's still going to build some craptastic development, but at least it'll be limited to three stories and eight units of craptasticness instead of his original plan of six and sixty-seven, respectively. Small miracles and alla that.
Yesterday's work appeared to be some sort of underground pipe installation. There'll be equipment out all the the time soon, ripping out plants and tearing up ancient concrete sidewalks and generally making life noisy and inconvenient for awhile. The day when they tear down the little old house is nearing quickly, I suppose. I hope I'm not here when they do it.
- molded eggs
- corn and peas
- red grapes
- cashews, dried cherries, with dried mango as baran
Reader Comments (2)
I'm sad for you about this. Here's hoping it will be as painless as it can possibly be.
Thank you. It saddens me, too. I understand the need for progress and to build housing that people can afford, I just don't trust this developer to build something that's decent. It's possible to build affordable housing that's decent, but that doesn't seem to be this guy's M.O. :(
And inconvenience aside, I'm concerned about the impact it will have on our view, and on the traffic on the street once it's all said and done. No way to know until everything's finished, of course....