On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eleven lord a-leaping (lizards?), ten drummers drumming, nine pipers piping, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying (bricks?), five golden rings, four calling birds, three French hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.
When two wrongs don't make a right, they do make a political party. Thanks to Steve for the link.
It's been another rainy week. Some of our reservoirs are full again. Water is being released from some of the dams, allowing water to return to our depleated water table downstream. Tempe Town Lake had to deflate its dams to allow the Salt to flow, flushing the fish and other amenities down river.
Meanwhile, the rain has reinforced some of my friendships. Diana saw me riding my bike in the rain on my way to work yesterday and gave me a ride the rest of the way. She was on her way to Tim's place. I guess Tim had broke his forearm severely enough on Christmas day that they were still waiting on the swelling to go down before operating and putting a metal plate inside. I guess he crashed a motorized skateboard, doing property damage in addition to hurting himself. Not surprisingly he's put the board on sale. Its illegal to operate one of those devises on public property, including streets, sidewalks, and parks so I'm curious as to where he was when it occurred.
Then today Steve called and offered to come and give me a ride home due to the weather. I told him it was unneccessary, as it hadn't rained all afternoon and was not too bad out. I thanked him and asked if I could call upon a ride in the future if I actually needed one. I tried to avoid calling it a raincheck, for obvious reasons. Odd thing was that once I passed Bell Road it was raining, and had obviously been doing so long enough that the streets were flooded. I guess they were serious when they said localized storms.
Meanwhile, the home could be doing better. The back steps are rotted to the point that the middle stair is dangerous. I have three leaks in the ceiling. My stove and one oven burner won't light correctly. At least my guest bathroom is finally completed. I think its been almost two years in the making.
Well, I'd better go reset the clocks. I originally turned this computer on so I could get the time by which to set my clocks. I'm assuming that this storm must have had the power out up here at some point today. Night!
"There are no limits to growth because there are no limits of human intelligence, imagination, and wonder." ~Ronald Reagan
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