fractures

[chip]

Hey all,

Yesterday my wife, her daughter and I went to a museum in Miami, called Vizcaya.

It is really an old mansion that the county bought, and is it unbelievable.

It was built by a member of the family who made the Harvester machines and the family business merged with the International Harvester Co. in the early 1900's. And you thought this merger and aquisition thing was new.

Any way, while going through the mansion. Every one was looking up and all around and I, of course was looking down.
For you old military types, I know there is no discharge on the ground.(had to be there)

In one area of a terrazzo floor, there was a crack that carried to, but not through a marble insert, and picked up on the other side. This crack carried on doing the same at every insert, for at least 30 feet.

What is your theory?

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[Bud Cline]

The inserts were more than likely designed and fabricated away from the project. Mosaics and the like are generally installed onto some type of matting (today it is done with "dots") I would guess the matting would serve as an isolation system to seperate the cracking subfloor from the inserted tile.

Whatayathinkofthatexplanation?

[Bri]

Sounds about right to me...though in the 30's I don't know what they would use. If the marble was inserted into the openings after the terrazzo was installed and ground, then it was probably set into the opening with the back buttered in all 4 corners and in the middle and then pushed into the cavity until level....so it's not bonded to the concrete subfloor as well as the Terrazzo is, so the crack just passes underneath, without affecting the marble.Gee...now that I read it back to myself..it looks like a load of baloney! Oh well I tried!

Bri

[Bud Cline]

Bri,

Many many many years ago (well maybe not "that" many) I can remember seeing (I was a kid) mosaics positioned onto a very heavy brown paper. This paper had a grid of holes maybe a half inch in diameter. Based on what my minds eye is seeing now I would assume that adhesive (thinset) coverage rate would only be about 50% because of so much paper. I guess under the right circumstances that would be sufficient for the bond to live a long time. I would also think that would be sufficient to isolate the inlay from the cracking slab. Just a guess though.

So is it Bree or Bry or what?

[Bri]

Well it's Brian...but nobody call me that...it's always "Hey Bri"..so I stuck with it. I was going to use "Hey You" But it was already taken.

So is it Buddley, or Buddy..or Budwieser?

[John Bridge]

It's short for Brian.

I know Bri is a terrazzo man, but I don't know how far back he goes in that trade. Fact is, that terrazzo might be over mud and it might not.

In a building that old, though, I am almost certain the marble inserts would have been set over a mortar bed which was probably originally bonded to the slab below (depressed) with portland cement slurry ("neat cement" in Australia and England). I am also reasonably sure that if you were to tap on the marble now you would find that the mud bed had let go years ago and that the whole insert is more or less floating (over the crack).

There is one thing I am absolutely sure of, and that is that no thin set was used. Dry set mortar had not been invented at that time. The marble was set to the mud with slurry. Maybe white cement slurry.

[chip]

I think that john is right.

Although I assumed that a slip sheet was applied under the mud set that was placed the recess in the terrazzo.

That way the crack passed under it and back up through the terrazzo.

Were slip sheets used then?

I have a similar scenario to show all of you next year at the Tile show "COVERINGS" in May, 2002 in Orlando.

Outside the convention center, on the very N/E corner of the building you will see the same thing in the concrete slab, under tree's.

[Bud Cline]

Bri,

I have a really peculiar first name, you guys wouldn't guess in a million years and if I told you I would be violating the agreement of my "Witness Protection Program".

Suffice it to say I have for years struggled with my first name. In addition while my father was alive I was also a "Junior". When dad died I kept a promise to myself and immediately dropped the junior. I continued to go by my really peculiar first name though.

I can't tell you how many times I got my ass kicked going thru elementary school because of my first name. It's sorta like a boy named Sue.

Finally there was a customer of my dads (dad was in the restaurant business) that took pitty on me and my ass kickens while I was still in elementary school. This guy was a Golden Gloves Champ for a time. So for a long time he would take me to the local YMCA Gym and teach me a thing or two about self defense. Back then there was no Karate, JuJitsu or any of that kind of thing around town.

This friend we called Clay (Clayton) taught me how to kickass. I don't mean take and throw a punch, I mean beat the bastards to within an inch of there miserable stinking useless lives. Get the picture. But what was even more fun was Clay taught me the importance of choosing my own time and place. That right grasshopper. So I managed to keep my new found vocation to myself for a long time. Many times when the time was just right and I made that decision I kicked ass. It was sorta like the old Elvis flicks "Farm Boy turns Country Singer".

I never ever ever started it, that wouldn't be honorable Clay insisted. I had a reputation for being an easy mark plus I had this really pecular name and I was still a Junior so I had many new battles to fight once the word got out. Everone of those bullying bastards had to try me. I didn't lick them all but I also didn't get my ass kicked into the dirt anymore.

I did however get a little mouthy after a time. Along with confidence and ability comes mouth, especially when your a boy named Sue. I don't kick ass anymore, my age has caught up with me but I'm still pretty mouthy. I used to be able to back it up, I doubt that I could anymore. So now I just have to be good at what I do and hope sombody doesn't really piss me off. I could get killed.

Don't you just love a good story?

Sorry John, should I have started a new topic? :D

[John Bridge]

What story?

[Bud Cline]

Oh hell, I forgot were I was going with all this.

So.....when I moved to Nebraska eight years ago, new faces new friends, new foes, and right away people began to stumble with my first name, I made a decision to finally change my name.

I was new in town and it was at quiting time on a construction project and the guys (the ones with real names, Bob, Stoney, Big John, Cid) were breaking out the daily brews. In the process of offering the new guy (me) a beer one of the guys I had been working with for days that up until then had been calling me "Hey You" said you want a beer there, a, a, a, what the hell was your name again, as he reached out handing me the beer?

And as they say on the prairies of Nebraska; "the rest is history".

True story.

[Bri]

So Bud...is it Marion..or Leslie? John Wayne's real name was Marion...and he was a cool guy....and Leslie Nielson, Leslie Howard...what's in a name anyway...in the end it's who you were..not what you were called that counts....off topic again!...John...I can almost guarantee that the terrazzo is over a morter bed...since it was the 30's...and as far as the insert is concerned, yeah, the mortar bed is underneath, but I don't think they set it in a slurry...they'd never be able to remove it if they had too much..or not enough underneath. Buttering the back as I stated before would give an air pocket that would allow the setter a chance to push it down level,but still be supported by the white cement they would use. I agree about the floating over the crack that you mentioned.

[chip]

I know what you went through, can you imagine "Art Phenis"

It all started with Art, fart and just went down hill from there. Yes the e is a long e.

It taught to have a good sense of humor or get my ass kicked day and night.

[Bud Cline]

Bri said: ""So Bud...is it Marion..or Leslie? John Wayne's real name was Marion...and he was a cool guy....and Leslie Nielson, Leslie Howard...what's in a name anyway""?

Nope, none of the above. You ask "what's in a name anyway"? Several ass kickins that's what.

I know.....John could hold a contest. "Guess Bud's Real Name and Win a Prize".

What do you think John?

Are we "off thread" again?

flatile

Well I had something really funny to say until I got here and now that I'm here I have totally lost it. I a, I a, well dammit anyway. Alzheimers is a terrible thing.

Phenis huh? "I'm not even gonna touch that".



[Edited by Bud Cline on 05-29-2001 at 11:55 PM]

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and if you did, I'd have to go 'round and 'round with ya.

Sorry, ladies!!

[Bud Cline]

Actually "that" is what I was going to say, I was just trying a crescendo.

Some things that you think are going to "bring the house down" don't always work well on the internet. Have you ever noticed that?

[chip]

especially since I became involved with this forum!

Believe it or not my middle name is Lessard, my grandmothers maiden name & she had a brother Arthur. She named my dad after him and I became Arthur Lessard Phenis II.

My mother once told me they actually gave consideration to calling me "Les". Boy it would have gotten ugly.

But, and I never thought I would say this, thank God they called me Artie!!!

Now Bud, I have come clean. And boy it feels good?

I think you should belly up to the bar of life and fess up to what you real name is. But I'm sure you won't, so I'm going to venture a guess.

No I'm going to make 3.

1. IN

2. RE

3. DEE

close? Right direction?

Your killing us man, at least a hint!!!!!

[Bri]

I'm sorry..but is it Patsy?

[Bud Cline]

flatile,

Based on your last post; "Boy have I got some lines here". Jay Leno wouldn't leave them lay but I think I will.
We are in mixed company you know?

You got lucky though, at least you were a "II", I was a "Junior".

I always hated my first name, some of it's variations weren't as bad. Had it been spelled differently (and it could have) then that would have been easier to live with. Now that I think about it, if you were to hear it, you would have probably heard a variation of it before and wouldn't think too much of it if you just didn't know or see the proper spelling of it.

By the time I became curious enough of its origin to begin asking questions, anyone that would have had those answers were long gone. The secret is safe with them unfortunately.

I can remember how damned embarrassed I would get in Middle and High School when changing classes at the beginning of a new semester. The first day teachers would take roll call. The names were always furnished to them in alphabetical order last name first. So I always knew when the teacher had come to my name. He/she would stop and try to sound it out, then blurt out something. Some teachers would just simply ask if Miss Cline was present. The kids that knew me and knew my name were always the worst. They exploded with the biggest laughs, first, thank you very much. Some teachers could pronounce it, most couldn't.

Now that I've made such a big deal of this thing and used up all this cyberspace I guess I'll have to take the plunge and tell you. Don't expect anything really really outrageous though because it isn't that weird. I don't think.

And....it's not nearly as playfull as Phenis could have been. In my younger days some of the girls called me "artfull" in some respects, others of course thought I was lessor.

[John Bridge]

Geez, you took up a bunch of cyberspace all right, and I was hoping for something really outlandish. Lessor? That ain't so bad. What's your middle name?

[Bud Cline]

C'mon John. THAT AIN'T IT! (Lessor) And you aren't that short.

(((((artfull phenis? lessor phenis?)))))


OK so it WAS a little far to fetch, if only you could have heard the rimshot I had right there. Flatile gets it I'm almost positive. Tell me you caught it flatile and I'm not as goofy as I am beginning to think I am.

(You guys do know what a "rimshot" is don't you?)

[chip]

I get it all right, and have been getting it for years.And don't call me Richard.

The worst of all was mail call in the Army. "DICK HEAD",
"SCHWANTZ", "PETER". You name it I've heard it.

NOW WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR NAME???????????????????????

[Bud Cline]

Boy, I hate it when I get yelled at. Don't you just hate it? I can remember my mom used to yell at me a lot. She would say: "XXXXX"? "Get out of that tree," "or I'm going to tell your father". "How many times do I have to tell you"?. And I would always reply: "How many times YOU GOT"? Yes, stupid reply I know, "but what do you expect from a guy with a name like XXXXX"?

[chip]

i'm sorry, i shouldn't have yelled.
i promise not to again.
but you frustrate me So.
I can'T takE iT muCh lonGER!

@*#&@*&#@!*&*%$@$$%@*&%$@#$#$$@@&*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

there now are you happy?
you made me go off the handle again.

Bye bye, buy Bonsal.

[Bud Cline]

"EURBA"

"Damn I hate to see a grown man cry". "NOW". "ARE YOU HAPPY"???

[chip]

and I'll call you Bud.

I know everyone will be astonished, I'm speachless.

I'm sorry!!

I'm with ya' man!!

Hang in there, things will get better.

I'm sorry I yelled.

Sincerely,

Richard

[Bud Cline]

"BITCH AIN'T IT"?

"I could have had a lot more fun with yours".

[John Bridge]

Eurba? Yeah, now I see why you have a problem.

Just kidding. It's not that bad. Art has a more enduring problem. It's his last (family) name. He can't change that to "Bud."

C'mon you guys. I went through basic training with a guy named Pig. He didn't have any hangups.

By the way, Art. I spent 10 years in the Army way back in the day. Maybe you were at some of the places I was at.

[chip]

I knew a guy from Indiana named Pug.

Knew a guy named Eurba.

Knew a guy named Phenis.

I was at Fort Know from 10-1-7o to 12-4-70
Ft. Sam Houston, Tx. from 12-4-70 to 4-1-71
Ft. Ord,Ca. from 4-71 to 8-1-73

I was a dental assistant, great job, hated the military and I was in one of the most beautiful spots in the world.

Marshalled the Bing Crosby Pro-Am in '72, and still fought the military, what can I say. I was a dumb kid.

Most people will tell you some things never change, I still don't know what they mean by that?!?

[Bud Cline]

OK John. I'm gonna run this one past ya. I know it's going to be hard, if you don't want to believe it that's OK too. This guy you knew by the name of Pig, was it one "g" or two? There was a family of Piggs back in southern Illinois. OK that's the easy part. I don't remember the names of the parents but the oldest boy was Rufus, the next boy (my age) was named Silver, the youngest child was a girl named Ida, everyone called her Ima. Both boys were in the service. Now what do you say about Eurba and Phenis?

[Bri]

Eurba...Geez..nothing wrong with that name...it's actually kinda cool...way better than Patsy Cline!..anyway I did go to school with a guy named Mike Hunt.....he got into a lot of fights...until he learned to go with the flow..and laugh about it too..after that nobody gave it a second thought.