Sunday, July 02, 2006

Drove My Chevy to the Levy, Then I Drove the Hell Back

So, I live somewhere along the east coast. As you may have heard, every trickling stream on the east coast became a raging river last week. I am very fortunate that the flooding didn't reach my house, though I was afraid it would. I mean, every other town in the east was under water. A woman I work with was plucked off the roof of her house, for heaven's sake. Being the panicky sort, I filled every big pot I own to the brim with water, just in case. I also tried to think of every possible way to get to the local hospitals, just in case.

The politicians travelled to some of the hardest-hit areas and talked about impending FEMA support. We laughed and laughed when we saw that on the news, lemme tell ya.

For some reason, though, my un-flooded apartment currently smells like wet dog. As I don't own a dog, wet or otherwise, this is a mystery.

How was your week?

1 comment:

medieval woman said...

still no *%@$! furniture. I'm glad you're not underwater OR sitting on top of your roof surrounded by it!