Dirt piles, Ricky Martin and other deep thoughts

There is a very large recreation park near where I live. It has numerous playing fields, basketball courts, little league fields and of course “my” pool. Earlier this year, a massive construction project began to create a new multi purpose field, walking paths, pickleball courts and a major drainage project. So one day all these cool trucks and excavators arrived (a kids paradise) and started to dig up the park. Every day I would drive by and see a newly created pile of dirt. One of the piles was HUGE….and then there were many smaller piles randomly placed around the area. It made absolutely no sense to me.

But I was fascinated. I assume there is a plan for these piles but not being a dirt pile construction professional, I had no idea. I just really enjoyed the process. What was most fascinating to me was that the piles seemed to move from one place to another with no specific obvious reason. It seemed like men in big claw trucks just made dirt piles for fun. And then moved them the next day like chess pieces on a board. The new field started to take shape and I watched every day as another layer of dirt or stone or something was laid down. There are so many layers of stuff! This is obviously part of the drainage plan but again, so interesting to watch. Big roller trucks arrived and compacted the area down before a new layer was added. One by one the small piles began to disappear but the huge pile remained and actually became a lovely grassy hill. Could this be a permanent fixture? A new sledding hill? But no…slowly but surely the claw trucks took big chunks of dirt from the hill and made new piles. The new field is slated to be ready for use in October. I’m not sure that will happen since many piles remain. I’ll be sad when it’s done…but the good news is that they will then move to the other side of the park and start all over again!

Moving on…adults who ride those two wheel skateboard/scooter things with a motor are idiots. First of all, wear a helmet if you MUST ride one. Second, if you ride in the street, you actually have to obey the traffic laws. You are not allowed to ride on the highways…really. And when you do, and you weave in and out of traffic and get hit by a car, you will wish you had that helmet on to protect whatever might be left of your pea sized brain.

I will never grant the way for anyone driving a Tesla Cyber Truck. I will block any intersection you are trying to exit or enter. If you have one of these, you are compensating for a small penis. I will not indulge you. As the great Kathy Bates once uttered in “Fried Green Tomatoes”…”face it ladies, I’m older and have more insurance.”

Back for a moment to intersections…why does every car now that is trying to exit a side street just pull out so far that you almost hit them? And in some case, pull out and just keep going? These are the same people that think a red light means one or two more cars can go. They are also the ones that park at the end of the marked spaces at the end of a sidewalk/curb because there is room and they will only be a minute.

Kids crossing streets without looking because they are looking at their phones deserve to get hit. Not that I want them to but really, who’s fault will it be? And then there are the people who press the walk light and actually wait for it (thank you!) but then miss it completely because they were looking at their phones…and now dash out and try to cross anyway.

And last but certainly not least, if you are old enough to remember the 1999 Grammy Awards, you will understand my final thought…Ricky Martin is en fuego!

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