Butch’s Fox-y Building Blog
(or reasons to drink from small bottles of champagne)
July 28, 2011
As you may know, I, Butch, am obsessed with the Nickelodeon’s relocation from the current building at 937 Main Street to the new Nick at 1607 Main Street and if you look at the videos to the right, you can pull up some of my most recent work related to the above mentioned obsession. My first cousin Andrew was helping me out by videotaping and editing these segments for me but he got married recently and I, Butch, basically got thrown out onto the curb. Not being able to find anyone else who would do the video work for free, I declared to continue to use “up with Positism” as my mantra and not be defeated by the above situation i.e. being forgotten and reprioritized just because cousin Andrew now has a wife (aka breeder, money pit and micromanager).
Anyway I am calling this Blog “Butch’s Fox-y Building Blog because:
1. I am Butch
2. The theater the Nick is relocating to is the former “Fox” Theatre
3. It’s a building
4. This is a blog (I think)
So, every Thursday and until the building officially opens to the public, I will take my little bottle of champagne (of course wearing my Butch hard hat, John Deere t-shirt and sanitary gloves) and celebrate the progress by posting a new update on this website. It will feature up to the minute construction goings-on in with some neat pictures that I have to take myself (or some of them I get my new butch construction worker friends to take).
THIS WEEKS UPDATE:
This week has seen a lot of cool stuff going on in the building (by the way, if you don’t know where the new building is, it is right beside the new Mast General Store and across from Solid Gold Beauty Supply- a shout out to Mr. Kim).
First of all they are putting up these metal poles that are defining the rooms on the ground floor. (the restrooms and projection booth for instance).

the metal bar things
And there is this big hole where the elevator is going to eventually go. I have insider information there is some permit or permission they need regarding something do with the actual elevator before they can pour concrete in the hole. (hurry up, I have almost fallen into this whole several times and it’s kinda nasty.)

the nasty hole
Speaking of concrete, because I am a sponge for seeking out exciting information that might be useful at cocktails parties, I was told that the concrete men were going to pour some of the concrete floors this morning so, never having experienced the pouring process, I got up at 4:30 a.m., trapsied down to the theater and got these snapshots of this process. Basically the process involves a bunch of guys just standing around with this super butch guy holding this hose where the concrete is emitted. It looks really easy to me but the process began way too early in the day for me. And it was really dusty in there too.

Man with Hose
Oh! I gasped audibly today when I noticed that the original proscenium arch had disappeared from around where the screen used to go so I called Paul (another butch person who always seem to be there when I go) and expressed my upsetness over this. He said the arch was in such bad shape that it would have eventually broken and fallen and potentially killed a customer. I still think that was a lame excuse for destroying it but who am I? Just Butch.

the last day the proscenium lived
While I was there today I ran into several people who I am told are VIPS related to the project so I introduced myself to them, offered them champagne – only one was a taker – and then posed for a picture with them. I am not really sure who the two guys are but they kept using words I didn’t understand like “elevations,” “amperage” and “auto sensor flush valves” but then they started talking about “studs” so then I began to feel a little better.

the two VIPs who wouldn't drink
But the one guy (with the champagne). He is a rock star named Jim who is designing and building the BAR… I had a real good time talking to him and understood everything he was talking about.

the BAR rock star guy
Oh…. this girl named Heather (pretty name) dropped by and said that my tastes in champagne were questionable and she would buy me better stuff if I would say on the blog that we still needed to raise more money or the toilet seats might be seatless (I think this was meant to be funny but I am not sure).
She gave me her card which said, “Heather Spires” on it. (she refused to pose for a photo…something about the heat and her hair and the hard hat). She said to donate to the “campaign,” come to this website, www.movethenick.org or call her at 254-8234 and she would love to talk to you.
So I am going to close for now because happy hour is upon us. What a great day it was at the new Nick.
Until next Thursday. Maybe we’ll get some rain this week.

















