The Contraption

Sometime during the middle of winter, we started to suspect something strange was being built behind the sheet metal fence we pass on our way to work. At first, it looked like siege works or an oil well or something. I don't know--some giant piece of heavy steel machinery. Then, this spring, a neon green booth showed up in the lot with a gun-wielding gangster painted on the side. And then they painted the thing. Now there's no mistaking it:


That's right, folks--they're building an amusement park ride in our neighborhood. Right in someone's backyard.