There’s a new complex of apartments/townhouses/too-expensive-for-my-budget living quarters being built right next door to my apartment, just like there is on every other block in Eugene. Construction noises and rumbles are nothing new. But this morning when I reached to get my container of granola out of the cupboard I noticed that the construction was not coming from the east, but from the south – right outside the kitchen window. Pull back the curtain and bam – the strange, vacant blue building that stared at us through the window was now half torn apart. A surprise to say the least. What they’re going to do with the lot now, who knows. But it had better be a parking lot.