I love the sound of sledgehammers in the morning

Every morning at exactly 7 a.m. comes a construction wall of sound that'd make Phil Spector's head spin like a hit platter. (Did that make any sense? Maybe I'd know if I got more sleep.) Bits of plaster snow down from my water-damaged ceiling, meaning the extra vibrations are speeding up the process of my building crumbling apart. The latest development (har de har) is that for the past month or two, my bed literally shakes from the construction.

Here is a panoramic tour of the activity from my kitchen window. This building is awesome for anyone who's been nostalgic for college lately. It's dorm time again!



This lil' guy has been slapped up where there used to be a single-story garage. The workers got tiny cement splatters on my beloved car, and therefore are my enemies, but that's just one of the perils of parking in Brooklyn, I guess.



Then there's this thing, complete with view of jail.



And then these piledrivers (is that what they're called?) which were making quite a ruckus this morning. Reilly says some sort of artist/low-income housing tower is going up there? Whomever ends up there will have prime jail view [left].



Not shown, since you can't see it from the window: mystery construction project in the lot directly to the right of my building.

But hey, you know what's going to totally rule? When that Ratner monstrosity comes in! Traffic, parking, litter, and noise level, all of which are already bad, are going to get exponentially worse! I'm not sticking around for that, but good luck to the suckers who bought real estate here...though I guess luck isn't a big factor if you can afford local real estate.

Ahh, but let's all breathe and look at something more pleasant to conclude. The only bit of view left that I enjoy, my favorite nearby tree, is especially nice at this time of year. Weird, though, how it matches that banner...