Those who know me know two things: 1- I appreciate fine denim 2- I think cranes are awesome (no duh).
I appreciate cranes to a nearly comical degree (though there is nothing funny about cranes, they are just awesome (no duh)) my room is even adorned with a children's crane toy-cum-lamp. Upon learning of my steadfast devotion to cranes a friend of mine told me that kids actually climb the crane at 22 and F. Now, I am not one for GW things. I have never been to GWScene, I have never been to da club, I don't think Natty Ice tastes good, I have never been groped at Phi Sig, I cannot locate the basketball gym on a map... I literally have such a strong distaste that I do not even go into J Street to buy Diet Coca-Cola. But this? This crane climbing thing? This is almost as awesome as the cranes themselves.
On my way home tonight I went way out of my way to walk by this crane, hoping to find some dude brah freshman attempting to scale that marvel of human ingenuity and dominance over inorganic materials (ostensibly to impress some girl from a mixer but really only because cranes are awesome (no duh)). I was unsuccessful. However, I was so overwhelmed by the magnitude of cranes and how awesome they are (no duh) that I took some pictures and assembled the following notes for the whipper snapper (etymology note: whipper snapper is a derogatory term from the 1600's for lazy young men who would stand on street corners and snap whips to pass the time) with dreams of scaling that stunning monument to human power.
1- While there is barbed wire on the fence adjacent to the building at Square 80 the street side does not have any sort of protection.
2- There is a human sized hole at the bottom of the fence on the street side.
3- The back of the school without walls exists.
4- Cranes are awesome (no duh).
These are purely notes from a scene and I am in no way advocating climbing cranes (which happen to be awesome (no duh)) to witness the triumph of humans over the concept of vertical. However, should you be a crane climber with dreams of blogspot fame feel free to hit with an email or a post in the comments. Should you be planning on making a pilgrimage to that lot that empties out a 4 pm everyday I may just come. With a camera. And a note pad. And undying respect.
More pictures from my crane excursion