That was yesterday, before the couple inches of rain last night. That family was leaving, happily. The family coming in—not so much.
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
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Holy crap. Maybe we can do some kind of drainage for next year....
Gives new meaning to "beach front"
Can you send some of that rain to the Goose & parts thereabout?
Douglas fixed it.
He pumped the water into the pond. It took three hours. . .
Brilliant!
Me, I have my share of environmental hazards. Today it was the elevator to my loft.
I was struggling with two shopping carts full of groceries and an 3 foot square cardboard box, trying to get it all in one trip.
The elevator door began to shut just as one of the carts fell over, spilling its contents right in the doorframe.
I watched the Heath Bar I was planning to have for dinner, since it's too hot to eat anything else, get pushed along by the door, and eventually become squashed into the side of the elevator.
I couldn't reach it to grab it because of the 12 pack of Bounty in the way, and my brain was too fried to react in time. I pressed "2" and "close door", "1", then "open door."
Right. Did I mention it's been 95 degrees here for the last two months?
You on a health kick or something?
You should have charged extra for being "only steps away from the water."
glenn
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