Sunday Morning in Calgary
We rose to another sunnny day inthe wild rose country. We hope to move from our postage stamp room to a larger one with microwave and fridge sometime later today.
Yesterday afternoon and again this morning we are at the U Cal library doing research for A's dissertation. I tote books to her little cubicle (sp??) cubbyhole, carel? she enters the endnote information on her computer and selects areas for copying. I go to the copy machine and copy and mark appropriately and file copies for further study. Now A is busy entering more info in her computer and I am free to blog. I am officially an acting research assistant so I get to go on the computer here at the U... It's so fast it scares me.
My email had your comments on my assignment to you. Only Joe didn't reply yet. Not a surprise as he manages to find other things to do and doesn't really get on line very often from what I understand. Thank you for your comments. I am happy to be seen as a positive influence in your life.
Calgary is a happening place it seems. While we were at the International Hotel in downtown I got a ring side seat on the construction of two high rise building directly behind the hotel. Four huge cranes sometimes working at the same time. worker ants swarming over the site wearing a variety of colored hard hats - bosses -white; steel workers green, blue seemed to be for gofers and red seemed to be electrical types. But who knows. IOt was fascinating to see the activity and see how the work progressed with concrete forms and wire - rebar cages for pillars being raised and lowered, concrete being hoisted from the street level to be dumped into the forms which were erected above.
First job of the day for the crane operator was to drop the porta pottys from the top level to the stree t to be pumped out. They are on a frame so he can hoist two at a time and one morning both doors swung open as he was swinging the pottys around to go over the edge and it looked like a plump couple doing a wild dance.
See what fun you miss when you love in the country.
Yesterday afternoon and again this morning we are at the U Cal library doing research for A's dissertation. I tote books to her little cubicle (sp??) cubbyhole, carel? she enters the endnote information on her computer and selects areas for copying. I go to the copy machine and copy and mark appropriately and file copies for further study. Now A is busy entering more info in her computer and I am free to blog. I am officially an acting research assistant so I get to go on the computer here at the U... It's so fast it scares me.
My email had your comments on my assignment to you. Only Joe didn't reply yet. Not a surprise as he manages to find other things to do and doesn't really get on line very often from what I understand. Thank you for your comments. I am happy to be seen as a positive influence in your life.
Calgary is a happening place it seems. While we were at the International Hotel in downtown I got a ring side seat on the construction of two high rise building directly behind the hotel. Four huge cranes sometimes working at the same time. worker ants swarming over the site wearing a variety of colored hard hats - bosses -white; steel workers green, blue seemed to be for gofers and red seemed to be electrical types. But who knows. IOt was fascinating to see the activity and see how the work progressed with concrete forms and wire - rebar cages for pillars being raised and lowered, concrete being hoisted from the street level to be dumped into the forms which were erected above.
First job of the day for the crane operator was to drop the porta pottys from the top level to the stree t to be pumped out. They are on a frame so he can hoist two at a time and one morning both doors swung open as he was swinging the pottys around to go over the edge and it looked like a plump couple doing a wild dance.
See what fun you miss when you love in the country.
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