Dust, Dusty, The Dust............

Oliver used to work for a roofing company on Big Pine... that  did all kinds of roofing... if they  knew how to or not... you know the figure it out as you go program... Portuguese tiles, Asphalt shingles, Tin, Hot Tar... ahhhhh yes mopping hot tar.. now there is a Wet dream come true......... dropping lugs of cold tar into a cauldron of propane heated goo to over 400 degrees... then hauling boiling buckets of tar up the ladder with a rope...  Oliver  was a green horn... once he  dropped a lug into the bubbling hot  vat  as another workman a carpenter or electrician  or plumber passed behind the Kettle... a drop of that screaming hot tar flew up over the lid and landed right on top of one of his ears..... It was all Oliver could do to keep from laughing at the dance the unlicensed tradesman  did that included rapid swatting of his ear....  all it needed was some Cha Cha music in the background as he bolted for the shade yowling... Oliver felt so bad... still he  was laughing hysterically , Mixed emotions................... he guesses............. or Maybe he was sick himself.

Then there was Dusty:

Dusty was a real card..... he was  a North Carolina Boy... gone bad I suppose.... he injected a  Cocaine mixture into his veins as often as he could... He wore little  Navy blue canvas slip on shoes one had a small hole in the top that was fraying.... Dusty always spoke in the third person... he called himself  ' The Dust '  The Dust don't like this or The Dust don't like that etc.... he would climb up the 40' ladder and up onto the roof and walk up to the peak and stand on the very edge... and wobble around he would shake at the knees and flay his arm round and round... and  say.... " The Dust Fall Down"  it was pretty funny.... maybe you had to be there? Insane.

anyway... the Dust's big dream for the morning was thinking about the end of the day.... and how he was going to do what he referred to as a   'Master Blaster'  Ohhhhhhhh he loved the thought of the 'Master Blaster'  that was more important then food.  Master Blaster this Master Blaster that..... all through the day nail guns popping .

He liked Vodka too............  Dust, Dusty, The Dust.............