Several well aimed blows and the bricks started to come down...the girls are encouraging, the wife is pleased with my bulging muscles and chiseled features ... I am quite enjoying myself. As I smash one of the remaining bricks, something glimmering catches my eye. Instantly, I think of the buried history, some connection to the workers of yester year who built our home in the mountains. What could it be....old tool, old photo, potttery...????
Here is our link to the past, a true connection to the workers who laboured on our house. While it is no pottery, no old tool or even a treasure....it is nevertheless a reminder of the drunks who built the house we sleep in. Let's hear it for history.
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I love it--finding odd bits of alcoholic treasure. I bet it dates back to when they used that old label. How rare a find.
Can't wait to see the finished work on the old brick wall.
Chiseled features? Bulging muscles? You could be the cover for a Harlequin Romance novel.
nice!
as a native Californian, i take offense to "Now California is quite interesting as well, but it lacks the history of England."
You are not too far from some very interesting places in the desert. You can walk out there an find native-american artifacts, such as flint carved arrowheads, etc.
so next time you venture into to Los Angeles, take a visit to the Southwest Museum in Highland Park, I wonderful place do discover the rich history of SoCal. (i just googled the museum, unfortunenatly it is closed for remodeling, though i suggest you google it anways)
Go Lakers!
Franz, I tried and tried to vizualize your chiseled features, but gave up after a few seconds. That's awesome that you found the can. I bet you could sell it on ebay, perhaps to the same drunk that built your house!
Dan
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