*Whoompa, whoompa, whoompa, whoompa*
*Bing!*
Noah!
Somebody call?
*Whoompa, whoompa, whoompa*
Noah!
Who is that?
It's the Lord, Noah
Right! ....Where are ja? What you want? I've been good.
I want you to build an Ark
Right! ....What's an Ark?
Get some wood build it -- 300 cubits by 80 cubits by 40 cubits
Right! ....Whats a cubit?
Let's see... a cubit...I used to know what a cubit was...
  --- Bill Cosby, "Noah"

You might recall, a few months back, when I was at work and got a call from my partner asking where the crappy towels were, as the toilet was flooding into the hall.

At that time, flooding the hall = got a little of the carpet kind of damp

This time, flooding the hall = water slooshing up between my toes with every step for a good half of the hallway, and a respectable corner of the bedroom (damn walkthrough bathrooms)

Yeah. It did it again.

Thank the goddess for rug doctors. Rented one from Cub and have spent most of the morning making passes to get up as much as we can. I think we probably saved ourselves considerable expense by renting it pronto.

I'll be doing laundry for the next few days, trying to get all the emergency towels (and other things recruited as towels) to stop smelling like pee.

Good thing we celebrated fathers' day with my dad on Friday....