Where's my Ark?
The storm blew a branch down on my power lines. I'll be calling the utility company from work.
It's supposed to rain off and on until Monday. Again. We just had a week like this. If the weather is going to get all biblical on us I wish it just would get it on. I'd board up my house, detach from the basement, seal the cracks and float it out. 40 days and 40 nights, me, my wife, the boy , the dogs and cats and spiders we refuse to kill. A present day Noah's Art destined to float around and settle on College Hill. A pidgeon would bring me a creeper weed.
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