Water Gaah!

[omorka]

So there's a rainstorm going on. A heavy one, to be sure, but still, this is Houston; these things happen.

Somehow there seems to be more street flooding than normal. A lot more, as in, streets in our area that normally don't have flooding problems are flooding out. I am wondering if there is still debris from Ike choking the storm sewers; I can't think of another good explanation for it being quite this bad.

Our poor car got water up its tailpipe and stalled out no less than four separate times on the way home. The last time was in deep enough water that passing SUVs were threatening to swamp the car entirely. :-(

I was going to try and grade, but I would be writing things like "TRY HARDER, YOU FOOL, YOU FOOL" and "a suffusion of yellow" on the papers rather than actual grades, I suspect.

Our fault for going to Middle Market when it was threatening to rain, I suppose (we made the mistake of going there for groceries just as what was then Tropical Depression Allison made its second pass through town and decided to just sit on us for 24 hours, and barely made it home through the street flooding).

Comments

[bibulb.livejournal.com]

Actually, when I got out to push at that bit at the end, the tailpipe was STILL above the water. (We were still stalled out, and getting buffeted by passing cars - but the tailpipe was ABOVE WATER! YAY!) I think that the problem was that you've been right - the alternator belt's going bye-bye.

We, um, might take Mom's car tomorrow depending on how the Accord behaves in the morning.

[wyldraven.livejournal.com]

I suspect all of the Ike debris contributed to the excessive flooding. Much of it ended up in the storm sewer systems, I'm sure.

totally off subject

[shefsatyr.livejournal.com]

Corners of Evening
(lumber of the night)

the corners of the evening
are folded neatly in the night
the sun has seen it all
the moon begins her flight
meet me in the darkness
with a panic in your eyes
will slip up to the rooftop
will share our starry pies
will plant some seeds in gravel
will sing some songs of rain
will watch the seeds unravel
turn the gravel into grain
will build our own new morning
from the lumber of the night
will feast on mornings magic fruit
will fill our pockets full of light
take me on your picnic
sing your songs to me
we gotta a light down inside our pockets
that only we can see
it's a light that knows the morning
a light we borrowed from the night
a light we keep inside our pockets
burning with delight
roll that light around your tongue
bounce it like a baby on your knee
It's all the songs we've ever sung
all we are all we can be

Re: totally off subject

[omorka.livejournal.com]

Yay! *bounces*

unless it was sea of pangs you asking for lyrics to...

[shefsatyr.livejournal.com]

Sea Of Pangs

to reach the dampside of the puddle
one must traverse the swamp of love
and set sail on a sea of pangs
to find where inanna princess of
the puddle hangs

there's a hole in my geography
where ma-ma-ma-baby used to be
down slippery corridors she
moved her sweet machinery
she set sail on that ancient sea
there's someplace she'd rather be
where sirens once coo'd and sang;
"come join us boys on a sea of pangs"
birds drop from my skies
whispers fall from my eyes
they cling among her tresses
they vanish in her damp dresses
her rain cascades upon my ships
she called my name with nectared lips
dance while she did and I smiled
on a sea of pangs
beyond all language no verb or vowel
inanna moaned not yet a howl
beyond my lips the fever slung
strung she sung from hip and tongue
the boiling sand the clashing rocks
her tiny engines her purple socks
dance wild she did and I smiled
upon a sea of pangs