drilling, digging

November 1st, 2008

For the last couple of weeks I’ve been trying to figure out what the workers in the lawn south of our building have been up to. Of course, I could go and ask, but that would be boring. Watching and wondering is much more fun.

They started by drilling a hole in the lawn. Then another hole, with a ditch leading back to the first hole, and the muddy water bubbling up from the second hole flowing through the ditch back to the first hole. And then another hole and ditch, then another, until the lawn was punctured with half a dozen wholes and scarred with a network of small canals. They didn’t find any oil.

This morning they changed. They dug a trench around the southern, eastern and western edges of the lawn, and an accompanying trench through a patch of concrete that has sat idle since before the Olympics.

I still have no idea what they’re up to, but it’s more fun watching and wondering than it would be just asking.

2 Responses to “drilling, digging”

  1. John Says:

    Half a dozen wholes?! Your latest ailment must be worse than I thought. You’re obviously delirious.

    But I suppose if they’ve drilled half a dozen wholes, then they’re not doing things by halves.

  2. wangbo Says:

    Oops.