Except the people that live in the houses. This led to a little cheating this time, with some crews using fireworks and explosives under the machines. They bring out a noise level meter and the loudest machine wins. Different departments have a Noise Contest, judged by City Hall, when they can be bothered to come into work.
The streets department has a wicked sense of humor. Don't tell anybody, but the improvements are nothing but ripped up roads, for the fun of it. There are ripped up roads all over the place. It must be a new physical year, or fiscal year, depending on pronunciation. The couch on the roof may have to be overridden, but we'll live with it for a week or so. Since we live in the No Design Ability House, any movement is an improvement. Many of the neighbors like where the furniture wound up and are keeping it there. It knocks pictures off the wall and moves furniture to different floors. This causes the houses on the block to shake each time. It has the flat platform that it launches at the ground with great force.
Naturally the other shoe arrived, in the form of the Neighborhood Mover Slamming Thing from last time. In fact, Waiting for the Other Shoe would be a great blog name. It's been quiet around the neighborhood, so we've been waiting for the other shoe. Your love is like skin scrapes on concrete
