Freedom for Picnic Tables!
May. 23rd, 2004 09:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blackheiseiWhat do you get when you mix 5 college students (I'm almost there), 90 degree weather, hot sun, a large pile of mulch, and a bunch of dissassembled playground equipment, and no sunblock? Jenny with a sunburn and enough stiff and sore muscles that she walks like Frankenstein's Monster.
See... this is what happened: for the past 3 weeks, volunteers have been donating their time on saturdays to build a playground for the kids at 14th and Chestnut. Yesterday was the first time I have had the opportunity to go. We started at 8am (a horrible hour to be doing anything) and they put me to work clearing away part of the gargantuan mulch pile so they could start building the mini course. then we hit the first roadblock. it seems that the people who sold us the equipment forgot some of it. (we didn't have six poles or most of the bolts.) So. we ended up doing all the little projects that we could, until we got that sorted out. I ended up shoveling that same mulch pile for almost seven hours.
While Jeff (nice guy, not my uncle, he drove me home)and I were shoveling, we realized something. with a mulch pile that big, we couldn't really tell how much progress we had made. Then we noticed a picnic table half buried in the mulch. that was when the Picnic Table Liberation Force went into action. We managed to free the table and make a path around it before we left at 3:00. ::grin:: mid-day sun and over exaustion makes everything so much more amusing.
All this to say: I'm burned, I hurt. the end.
Random thought for the day: A Jenny is a female Ass.
See... this is what happened: for the past 3 weeks, volunteers have been donating their time on saturdays to build a playground for the kids at 14th and Chestnut. Yesterday was the first time I have had the opportunity to go. We started at 8am (a horrible hour to be doing anything) and they put me to work clearing away part of the gargantuan mulch pile so they could start building the mini course. then we hit the first roadblock. it seems that the people who sold us the equipment forgot some of it. (we didn't have six poles or most of the bolts.) So. we ended up doing all the little projects that we could, until we got that sorted out. I ended up shoveling that same mulch pile for almost seven hours.
While Jeff (nice guy, not my uncle, he drove me home)and I were shoveling, we realized something. with a mulch pile that big, we couldn't really tell how much progress we had made. Then we noticed a picnic table half buried in the mulch. that was when the Picnic Table Liberation Force went into action. We managed to free the table and make a path around it before we left at 3:00. ::grin:: mid-day sun and over exaustion makes everything so much more amusing.
All this to say: I'm burned, I hurt. the end.
Random thought for the day: A Jenny is a female Ass.
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Date: 2004-05-23 10:23 pm (UTC)But the burn... ::tries to look comforting and sympathetic and ruins it with a giggle::
You know, between the two of us, we make a pretty good meal.
I've been seasoned and you've been roasted. All we need now is a side-dish and we're good to go. ^0^V
::sniffle:: I'm so proud of you. You put yourself in harms way and rescued that poor table! You need a medal!
"is that for here, or to go?"
Date: 2004-05-24 12:14 am (UTC)hey... picnic tables have rights too! they should be freed of their mulchy oppressors! you too can make a difference! Join the PTLP (picnic table liberation party) today! (see local branch for details)