we had to clear the stage because the lazy-ass set builders never do. So we lugged the huge table saw into the wing, the massive air compressor, and three of the guys - me and two others - lifted a stack of 2x12’s to bring backstage.
Heaviest fucking thing I have ever encountered in my life.
I was going to die. And when we finally got it back there, the sawhorse broke, so we had to wait for another to be found. And when the lethal wooden tonnage was finally set down, my arms were covered in red lines. Unfortunately, all along my wrists. The wood dug into my wrists and underarm.
It’s been 6 hours, and they’re still there. So now it looks like I cut myself.
lyfe is gr8