Tasty Bits
Getting Over my Fear of Heights
It was my second day on this massive roof we were priming and painting, and Saul points to an addition that jutted away from the flat sections. It was a steep pitch, a forty-five degree angle. There was nothing below the lip, no gutter to grab onto, just a thirty foot plummet to the parking lot. Saul told me to take a bucket of primer and a brush and go paint this metal roof.
If you work for OSHA or are currently married to me, please turn away. Read On
The House Painters
The house painters surrounded the Catlin’s home while they were on vacation. Read On
Power Failure
I was headed to the Swedish Mid-Summer Festival in Wagner Park on the lower West Side when the Path train lost power. Read On
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