Monday, July 6, 2009

It's raining again

It rained last night. Rain is amost too mild of a word to explain what we had last night. We're not talking about the pitter patter on a tin roof, we're talking a freakin' typhoon. I don't know how long it lasted, seemed like forever, or how much we got, felt like 2 feet, but it was a lot. The noise as the deluge pounded on our roof, which IS tin, was incredible. It woke me up and kept me up for quite a while. It woke WE up too, and he came in our bedroom and scared the crap out of us. I was half out of it and I thought the thumping of his feet on the floor was the beginning of a flash flood or something. Since we're perched on the side of a mountain, a flash flood would cause quite a nasty mess. I'd hate to wake up and find my mattress perched in a palm tree in someone else's yard.

WE's been talking about building a time machine again. He's got some interesting theories about time travel, but this blog doesn't have enough room to go into it in detail. Besides, it sounds much better listening to him explain it. He decided that before he builds the time machine, he's going to need some help. Now, a normal person would put an ad on Craig's List or hire some illegal aliens, not WE. He's going to build a duplicator and make ten more of himself, so he's sure he's going to get some intelligent help. But, as he was telling us this, he paused and thought a moment. Then he says: "Can you imagine the world with 11 of me? All of me together would be a BRAIN STORM! I don't know if the world could handle it." I told him I know I wouldn't be able to handle it. I think one of him is plenty.

Today, the kids have spent most of their time in the pool. We call it a pool, but that's glamourizing it quite a bit. It's more of a great big cement holding tank. The water is green and murky, there's leaves and stuff floating in it and it's about 12 feet deep. We can't see the bottom, but we've heard there's some interesting stuff down there. The boys are now in search of a cell phone that fell out of some unknown persons pocket at some unknown time. Our landlord told them about it, so they're determined to find it. They were also doing Navy Seal training in there today. One person was in charge of handing out weapons (actually, they were crutches), the soldier would grab a crutch and jump off the porch about 8 feet down into the pool and swim for the side. I think they lost the crutches during the jump a time or two, since they were searching for them on the bottom of the pool. Yes, that's what my kids do in the pool. What did you expect, a game of Marco Polo?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You might caution WE about creating a duplicator...there was a series of "Calvin and Hobbes" cartoons about that, and it didn't go so well. Turns out each little Calvin had the same drive and rebellious streak as the original Calvin, and they didn't listen to the original at all. Original Calvin had to transmogrify all the extra Calvins into worms to get rid of them. Fortunately, all the Extra Calvins thought that was pretty darn spiffy.
- Afton ;)