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May 26, 2002

Water hazard

Water hazard

We took the kids to a movie last night, and Giselle managed to stash a box of Sweet-Tarts, and took them to bed with her. So this morning, Amanda comes up and asks me to please not let Giselle take candy to bed with her again. I ask what happened, and it turns out that Giselle woke up and was griping about how much she itched. So Amanda sized her up, and noticed the incriminating evidence of a dozen or so circular Sweet-Tart-sized indentations all over her body.

eheh.

Well anyway, today I noticed water flowing into the street from where my meter box is situated. So I sidle over and notice that both my and my neighbor's meter boxes are completely filled with water and the ground is soaked. Great. Why did I buy a home again? So I spend the afternoon bailing, and digging everything up, including the 6" plastic access pipe for the flow valve. And this is tons of fun, since it's all buried 18" down to keep it below the frost line. Well the water pipe was busted right where the access pipe sat above it. So my guess is that when Paul was moving the RV out of his driveway last night, he decided he needed to back in and out in some hideous series of contortions until he finally managed to run over the access pipe thereby busting my water line. I can't prove it. I can just add it onto the cat-grudge. Of course, it could just as easily have been the 100 year old lady across the street, backing out and overshooting the road. So it's temporarily patched up until I can spend a whole day removing it and rebuilding everything.

The Flagstaff newspaper has a front page article today about the drought, and how restaurants are considering witholding drinking water unless it's requested by the customer. Well thank heavens for the small things, I guess. Maybe if we could also get down to core issues, such as people running over water supply structures willy-nilly, we'd make an even bigger dent. And I'll tellya another thing. The weeds sure do love it when you don't water your lawn. !@#%!

Yours truly,
Mister Crabs

Posted by Jeremy at May 26, 2002 10:26 PM