A Mime is a terribile thing to….let me start from the beginning..Sittin under the channeling Desk, Daddog looking on Craigslist, Free-stuff.. I hear the phone being dialed , Daddogs say something about “your Add” and writes down a address ..Calls Momdog,,”Mere”.. Shows Momdog the post and says he’s going to go get some slabs of granite ,..Neither Momdog nor I ,thought we needed Granite.. I can tell by “That burning smell” that Daddogs Mind is awhirl with activity..Daddog calls his friend Dave and borrows his trailer, it seems the Granite is on pallets and Daddogs gonna get about 2000 lbs..for what We are not yet sure..so..Early this morning he departs on his quest..( I can’t go, might be in the way.) ( BULLSH*T).. He returns with an empty trailer ,but has 10 pieces of granite in the truck -bed.. asked what he’s going to use them for, He states, “I’m not sure yet, but arn’t they nice? ” From what I am gathering, He at no time was interested in the nice side of the 2×3 ft slabs, but was going to use them as a patio at the Tahoe house,Say He knew they wouldn’t work,cause they were TOOOOO smooth for a Patio….But he couldn’t pass them up. Now he has recruited Momdog to find a way to RUFF-UP the back-side of the slabs , ideas like grinding acid wash sand blasting, are being considered…….At one time He was Paid to create things…….I think that time has Past