construction worker dj

The neighbors (not the rockabillies, the ones who keep a tally of the American war dead in their window) are having a new garage built. It is noisy work, the constuction goes from 8 to 3 every day.

And then there's the construction worker's music: good (not performance today) classical and jazz standards. When the work they are doing isn't too loud or fumey, I sit outside, reading and enjoy their music. It's nice.

and there's this, courtesy of the brother AKA logo (his preferred camp name) or sumo (my preferred camp name for him), who was in town for part of the week.

and I'm at homestar, home of the bad coffee and worse music today. Headphone helps with the latter. Fresh Pot and Stumptown both have unreliable networks. Lame.