Saturday, March 11, 2006
Who said it could rain?
143 Days. A promise from SATAN. This all bullshit. My Volvo is floating in more water than a Fat Tuesday's left over float in New Orleans.
I wake at 4 am to find water falling out of the sky. I thought it just came out of the pipes in my shower. I am not sure about all this wet stuff, but I hear it's actually snowing in Scottsdale.
It took me 3 attempts at taping plastic garbage bags to the outside before I came up placing it in the door well and shutting the door to keep the rain out. That solution came at 2pm and after a very unrestful sleep.