President Bail Organa
Just as well the West Wing is over. I’m not sure I believe Jimmy Smits as a president any more than I believe him as Princess Leia’s adoptive father.
Oh, hell. I’m too young to be that grouchy an old fart. I’ll miss the show.
I’m an idiot, of course
And anyone who knew anything about floods would have known, as I didn’t, that emptying the basement once wouldn’t make a damned bit of difference with how high the water table is right now. Neither of course did the French drain. I now feel a little better about having let it get clogged, knowing it [...]
Our first flood
I was supposed to be at the airport by now, but that’s not in the cards for tonight. Instead I’m catching my breath after pulling a couple hundred gallons of water out of our basement—where there is still a standing inch in places.
The rain has been steady here for days, but until sometime today we [...]
