The gods must be smiling down upon Brian. Not only did his motorcycle! motorcycle! motorcycle! arrive this morning, but it is not raining–the sun is even shining. So even though we’ve barely just begun working, we’re taking a break so he can ride up and down and up and down the street. We got an earlier start than expected so I’m not complaining–yet. But, our help is not able to make it today (because he is having back problems) so I suspect Brian will be taking more than his share of “breaks” throughout the day.
I’ve given him the biker moniker of “Dirt”. You can’t have a Harley and not have a biker name. Henceforth he will be known as Brian “Dirt” Law. He got this name for three reasons: 1. sometimes he just really needs a shower; 2. it seems like he ends up having to move a few tons of earth every year for our projects (maybe that’s why he needs a shower?); and 3. dirt is a phrase used to describe a bunch of individual tattoos on someone (because it makes their arm look “dirty”). while this does not apply to Brian (he has what you call a sleeve, not dirt), it’s still kinda funny.