There's a famous play (I think it's The Plague) by a famous author (I think it's Camus) in which something along the following lines is said: if something really awful is happening to you, like terminal cancer, then you don't get hit by a truck or anything else like that. In other words, bad things happen one thing at a time.
Even back in Moses's day, the 10 plagues came sequentially. The frogs waited in the wings until the Nile returned from blood to its, uh, pristine state.
Not so at our house. We've had two plagues I don't want to go into, but before they were over, the most recent plague hit: sewage backup from Met Sewer into our basement. Our basement has been deflooded, decontaiminated, and derugged.
Ick. Frankly, I'd have a lot of trouble going back in the basement even after decontamination.
Posted by: david at December 1, 2004 8:49 AM
Oh it's fine now, and it's the only way to get to our garage from inside the house. When done it might be better than before -- a ping-pong table is under discussion at present.
Posted by: rkc at December 1, 2004 6:59 PM