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Friday, April 28, 2006 

Somethingasaurus

I loved dinosaurs and Godzilla when I was a kid, so is it any wonder that I stood gawking at a crane fitted with a brontosaurus head-like attachment knocking down a wall brick by brick for five minutes on the way home from picking up my bank card, which I had forgotten in the ATM the night before?

Apparently the most effective way to knock down a wall with this huge claw-crane is to gently nudge it repeatedly. But there's obviously enough mass behind those nudges that bricks go flying. It was awesome.

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