I came back from lunch and discovered that a colleague from Fresh Start Worx was stuck in the elevator.  I called the building super, and he came running.  In the meantime, the elevator decided to work again, and we got the colleague safely out.  By the time we got upstairs to see if we could call the elevator, it was stuck again – this time with the building super!  Oh how we laughed and laughed ….

I put this sign up.  My little bit for the cause, on behalf of the tenants.

I beat this drum a lot, but here again is the problem with the Trident:  too often, the lights at Asylum and the lights at Farmington get out of sync, and it gums up traffic.  Today we were fortunate, as no one blocked the box, but that happens all too often.

I proposed my idea for a fix to the city’s consultant working on improvements to the Trident, which was to keep the lights synchronized and then allow for an extra long walk signal, so that one person could make it all the way across the whole of the Trident with ease.  I estimated it would take at most 35 to 45 seconds.  The consultant’s response?  That’s too long to make cars wait.  Well!  All of us going north and south through the Trident had to wait 3 minutes to get all the way through – not a long time, in the grand scheme of things, and certainly more time than a pedestrian-friendly walk signal would have made us wait.

Now officially the Plimpton-Nelson House!  The new homeowner graciously offered to let us host our bimonthly board meeting here, and then we celebrated a bit with a tour of the house and a small gathering.  We talked for ages that that marvelous room up on the third floor was “the billiard room,” and I suppose we finally made that manifest by our wishes!

Even the eye washer is clogged!  Sad that the landlord can’t see his way to invest in even a plunger.

More work on the back deck, plus a look inside.