Monday, March 20, 2006
How high's the water, mama?
There was a flood in my neighborhood yesterday. It rained pretty hard all weekend, and Sunday afternoon I had the windows opened a crack while I cleaned the house. I started cleaning the bathroom and heard a lot of commotion on the street outside. A bunch of cars were trying to back up and turn around. I figured someone had a wreck until I peeked around the corner (we live on the corner of a side street and a major street). The major street was completely flooded! I mean, there was a full on river flowing in front of our house. We tried to get some pictures, but I don't think they turned out very well. It was pouring, and our camera kept reflecting on the water drops. The Dallas Morning News has some pretty good pictures. Most of them are in our neighborhood.
The water was 2-3 feet deep and flowing fast. I saw several dumbasses get stuck trying to drive through it. I also saw a metal "free, take one" newsstand float by and also a huge picnic table. The fire department shut the street down and parked a fire truck sideways so that people would stop trying to drive on it. We didn't really leave the house yesterday because of the water. It has all receded now.
Before the floods came on Sunday, we had a pretty good weekend. Friday night we got Thai food and watched Walk the Line on DVD. I really liked it. I grew up listening to Johnny Cash as a little girl, and I even had two stuffed animals named Johnny and June Carter. It was interesting learning more about his life. Victor and I listened to a couple of his albums later in the weekend while playing Dr. Mario, and I once again made my case for the theory that "Walk the Line" is the best Johnny Cash song by far.
Saturday we went shopping and then went to see V for Vendetta. I really enjoyed it. There was a bit too much of hit-you-over-the-head politics, but other than that, I thought it was great fun. I have a long history of falling for fictional masked men, and this movie proved to be no different. I was totally rooting for V (the character, not my husband), and I thought Hugo Weaving did a terrific job of making him sympathetic and so, so sexy. Anyway, I've read numerous reports of how the author of the graphic novel is incredibly unimpressed (read: pissed off) with the movie adaptation, so I want to read the graphic novel now to see what the differences are.
One more news item of note: Tonight I start Spanish classes. I am terrified that I will get so mixed up, because I speak French (un peu), and they are so similar yet different. But I'm going to give it a valiant effort.
There was a flood in my neighborhood yesterday. It rained pretty hard all weekend, and Sunday afternoon I had the windows opened a crack while I cleaned the house. I started cleaning the bathroom and heard a lot of commotion on the street outside. A bunch of cars were trying to back up and turn around. I figured someone had a wreck until I peeked around the corner (we live on the corner of a side street and a major street). The major street was completely flooded! I mean, there was a full on river flowing in front of our house. We tried to get some pictures, but I don't think they turned out very well. It was pouring, and our camera kept reflecting on the water drops. The Dallas Morning News has some pretty good pictures. Most of them are in our neighborhood.
The water was 2-3 feet deep and flowing fast. I saw several dumbasses get stuck trying to drive through it. I also saw a metal "free, take one" newsstand float by and also a huge picnic table. The fire department shut the street down and parked a fire truck sideways so that people would stop trying to drive on it. We didn't really leave the house yesterday because of the water. It has all receded now.
Before the floods came on Sunday, we had a pretty good weekend. Friday night we got Thai food and watched Walk the Line on DVD. I really liked it. I grew up listening to Johnny Cash as a little girl, and I even had two stuffed animals named Johnny and June Carter. It was interesting learning more about his life. Victor and I listened to a couple of his albums later in the weekend while playing Dr. Mario, and I once again made my case for the theory that "Walk the Line" is the best Johnny Cash song by far.
Saturday we went shopping and then went to see V for Vendetta. I really enjoyed it. There was a bit too much of hit-you-over-the-head politics, but other than that, I thought it was great fun. I have a long history of falling for fictional masked men, and this movie proved to be no different. I was totally rooting for V (the character, not my husband), and I thought Hugo Weaving did a terrific job of making him sympathetic and so, so sexy. Anyway, I've read numerous reports of how the author of the graphic novel is incredibly unimpressed (read: pissed off) with the movie adaptation, so I want to read the graphic novel now to see what the differences are.
One more news item of note: Tonight I start Spanish classes. I am terrified that I will get so mixed up, because I speak French (un peu), and they are so similar yet different. But I'm going to give it a valiant effort.
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