And here (ahem) here we see the STRA-tam of the distinguishable ages of the brick.
That is to say internally consistent characteristics (i.e. color, texture, TASTE) that distinguishes it from contiguous layers. Individual bands may vary in thickness from a few millimeters to a kilometer or more. Each band represents a specific mode of brickmologly (the Portuguese call this Tijology, which some might find easier to say or remember, this will get you extra credit on the final exam) wherewithall the brick, being exposed to variances in silt, hydrogenation, virgin blood, and/or high level doses of travieso radiación can cause the brick matter to blush more and more of a “brick color” as shown here.
No, TRA-vieso, with a “T”.
Looking to this fine photograph, we see many distinct beds. We have the gravel at the bottom, which of course is what all brick aspires to be, without form or color. It is released from the confines of brickdom and at last can evolve to the higher state of rock…which is concrete! “Blessed o fabricante do misturador!”
Moving up we reach the ‘age of dragons’, which is obvious, because of all the bright beautiful red.
Why is that?
Yes, Pepe that’s right…Virgins!
The world was overrun with Virgins back in the 1930’s, so they fed them to the dragons, problem solved.
Moving up from the virgin shades you notice these striped bricks. These vertical black lines that run a brick high. Can anyone guess what these “zebra bricks” mean?
No Pepe, get Virgins out of your head, we covered that already.
Suzy? Segregation of dragons is a good- OH people! Yes. I see. The 1950’s. No that’s a terrible idea. Ha-ha Suzy.
Well the black marks are indicators of the undead zombie plagues that ravaged the country through the 40’s and 50’s. The moratoriums and ashes, you see, bleed into the still young brick.
Yes Pepe, zombies liked to eat the virgins. Oh look (sigh) the time.
So class, quickly, you notice as we go up the photo a gradual shift to a more or less regular orange color?
What else is orange?
Yes besides your hazmat suits? Children?
Oh, there’s the bell. Yes, see you all tomorrow.
Pepe, please stay after class. I want to talk to you about this virgin thing…
photo credit: Patrick Kennedy