Crane Appreciation Day!
Looking back, I think we’ve all had some great moments with the crane. We love that crane and we like to think the crane loves us too. Today is about reflecting on our favorite moments with that crane. Good ol’ crane.
- Do you remember that time when we first saw the crane?
- Do you remember that time when you heard the story about someone you knew getting drunk and trying to climb the crane?
- Do you remember that time when there was a huge windstorm and that dumpster thing the crane holds up was swinging violently and loudly in the wind?
- Do you remember that time when the crane was directly above you and you imagined your funeral?
- Do you remember that time when you loved the crane?
- KIRK’S QUERIES:
- Do you remember the first time someone told you about the crane’s existence and you told them you knew all about it already because you watched them assemble it because the construction workers woke you up early in the morning?
- Do you remember when we overheard some gnarly motherfucker shout, “Ha! Why would they need a hole that big?” and the next day the Crane was in the hole that big?
- Do you remember when we made more than just pleasant small talk with people in our classes we probably wouldn’t have spoken with before because we were all looking at or thinking about the crane?
- Do you remember when I took a picture of that other crane that was on the corner of 18th & I two years ago? I know you probably don’t remember, so I uploaded the picture for you.
- Do you remember the flock of cranes we ordered? How they never came? How the CRANE Party was almost ruined? How it wasn’t ruined because the crane was already here?
- Do you remember the tennis courts?
- Do you remember the small part of campus that wasn’t rubble or building?
- Do you remember the crane operator ordering a tuna salad sandwich at the Deli and eating it while in his control booth?
- Do you remember the way the crane bombed out and demolished the surface of the earth within a few days?
- Do you remember the way the crane would just stand there, like it didn’t have a problem in the world? Because it didn’t have a problem in the world? Because it was the crane?
I encourage other Colonialist writers to add to the list, as well positive comments about the crane. All negative comments about the crane will be immediately deleted.
It’s Crane Appreciation Day! Celebrate!
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There was once a magical day while I was walking around downtown Seattle and apparently it was time to change out all the honey buckets on the construction sites. Thus I was able to view one of the greatest views known to man, honey buckets flying through the air hanging from cranes. It was simply magnificent. Who knew that the used cranes to change out the honey bucks? Also, how much would it have sucked if either you were in they honey bucket when the crane took it away or a strong gust of win knocked one lose while it was flying over your head.
I walked down the street once, and the crane followed me with his big, yellow neck
Big Crane is Watching You. doubleplusgood
Such a simple invention on such a great scale. Cranes make me feel connected to the past. I’m sure the aliens used something like a crane to build Stonehenge. And cranes will certainly long outlast me. Those things are m.f. indestructible.
In short, every day should be crane appreciation day.
If you have been lucky enough to take Northern Renaissance Art with the one and only BVB, you will certainly remember this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/80/Pieter_Pourbus_Portret1.jpg/433px-Pieter_Pourbus_Portret1.jpg) memorable crane, which serves as a stunning tribute to the booming trade center of Bruges under the Dukes of Burgundy. Nothing is greater than BVB talking about cranes. Absolutely nothing.
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I want to know how the hell they got the crane here without anyone noticing. One day nothing…the next, crane. They smuggled that shit in like the Underground Railroad.
I live on the top floors of Guthridge, close enough throw a baseball and hit the man in the operator’s cab of the crane, if I wanted to. And most mornings, I want to.
If that crane were to collapse, it would crush my building like a juicebox! Have you read about the tower crane that collapsed in Seattle?
Here’s more on that story than you ever wanted to know:
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/specials/crane/
Scary stuff, man.
Construction has become quieter since the Crane took up residence. Graceful and elegent, yes. And fear has something to do with it, too.
As fun as poems are, I’m afraid the previous poster messed up the last line… in my opinion the crane is not inane at all. In fact, I give great meaning to it’s height, for without it it could not reach high places.
Try again.
I too live in Guthridge, facing the crane. However I am lower down so the crane towers above my window like a majestic redwood. Sometimes I skip class just to sit and watch the crane.
Since i apparently was wrong the first time i will try this again
The height is what i adore
We cannot ignore
It brings beautiful decor
One warm Sunday morning my boyfriend and I got breakfast and watched the crane in silence while eating our bacon-egg-and-cheeses. There was a breeze blowing, and the banners on it were rippling in the wind. The crane just looked so powerful and monumental against the Foggy Bottom skyline, but inherent in its structure was a certain grace that can only be found in man-made technologies. I was reminded of Ayn Rand’s “The Fountainhead”, and saw in the crane a reflexion of humanity, of all it can and will accomplish. It moved me to tears. When I tried to explain all my sentiments to my boyfriend, I couldn’t articulate my emotions and started to cry–I cried for humanity’s achievement, for our struggles, for freedom, liberty, democracy…for America!
My boyfriend and I may or may not have broken up 3 days later due to irreconcilable differences.