I am watching a crane (the machine) working across the street, carrying some huge somethings down from a Sheraton hotel to the ground. I remember walking with him in Chicago when we were at college. He pointed out the awesomeness of Cranes, the machinary.

He was one of my best friends, one of my roommates at college.

He was the best man at my wedding, for which my wife and I folded over 1,000 paper origami cranes, and he helped hang them. So much so that he earned the nick name "Crane Man."

For some reason it just hit me, that he is also Crane-the-construction-machinary-Man too.

He's been in California and back and forth to Africa in the last few years and I'm out of touch with him now. Crane Man.

So over the high schooler's summer camp, I told some murder mystery riddles. I've got one more, created yesterday.

Ok, so I've created a separate blog just to host this (these?) as I now feel bad posting on my blog and moving this down. http://murdery.blogspot.com

Here are the rules.

1. You can ask only yes/no questions. Answers can be yes/no/irrelevant/unknown, etc.
2. Once you know, you cannot tell anyone unless you make them figure it out following rule #1.

This castle is the work of one person. Jim Bishop built this castle stone by stone with his own hands. We were there with Dan, omrjunior, and a bunch of high school students last week.

One person's work. He bought the land when he was 15 for $450.00, and has been building since. He is now in his 50s.

One person's work. This castle will last long after he is gone. I climbed up to the highest step of the highest tower (on the left side of the castle), where my head was up against the gold cone at the top of that tower.

One person can do amazing things. What will by my contribution? What will be my influence? What will be my legacy?

Awkward. Even the spelling of the word seems awkward. Doesn't really look like English.

Two of us were placed there from the temp agency. One day our supervisor told us that she didn't have anything else to do that day, and sent us home. She just told us to have a good afternoon off work and she'd see me in the morning. I talked to the other worker, and we agreed that we would both call the agency to inquire - we were contracted for 40 hours/week.

When I called I found out that the employer had called the agency and termed our contract, as the project on which we were working was finished. A few days later someone else at the company who had seen me working wanted my help in their department. So I went in, and the other guy had just kept going back and clocking in and hanging out around the office -- and they kept paying him.

I thought the people at that company must have been really dull.

Today this happened to me - a contracted "employee" finished his time here yesterday. Today he was super early for work. Was he trying to do the same thing? How do you tell someone that they don't work for you anymore? I even talked to him about this last week. Awkward!