Category: Rain

How long can you tread water?

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 12 Comments

It’s been a while since I last cracked my Bible, but I seem to recall the Big Fella promising He wouldn’t destroy the Earth by water again. Got the impression it was sort of a “been there, done that” kind of deal.

Well, He may not be destroying the entire joint this time around, but He’s certainly lowering the property values hereabouts. Boulder now has a moat, and I just saw Noah go arking by the DogHaus with an AR-15 slung over one shoulder. Said he was taking two of everything except homos and Democrats, then added with a genial chuckle, “But I repeat myself.”

Herself just stepped into the deluge to walk Mister Boo, who refuses to shit indoors like everyone else around here. I declined to enable this charade, citing the potential for rust on the steel plate, cranial leakage and the shorting out of wires crucial to the composition of lame gags for fun and profit.

Then I scuttled downstairs to shit in a box. I figure that if the cats and I do it often enough, Mister Boo will eventually get the idea.

Never wash your car

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 9 Comments
refugees
The Chez Dog Refugee Center, which is to say, my office.

Herself had the Subaru detailed today and the results were predictable — if there’s anything Yahweh hates, it’s a clean car. You will recall from your Bible that His people mostly walked everywhere, unless a donkey happened to be available.

Slow-moving storms briefly closed Interstate 25; Highway 24 remains closed. Hail north and east, mostly rain south and west. We hadn’t gotten much of anything at Chez Dog as of 9 p.m. Bibleburg time, though the Boo’s evening walk was more of a dog-paddle.

But those poor folks in Manitou Springs appear to be facing another beating. The flood sirens are sounding, and the Gazette says they ain’t kiddin’.

• Late note: Maybe I spoke too soon. It’s raining pretty steadily, with enough thunder to send the Boo scurrying under my drawing board. Nice night to have a new roof on the garage — if you’re a bicycle, anyway. The cars are in the driveway where they belong.

Fire and flood

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 17 Comments

Manitou Springs got the mortal shit pounded out of it last night. The Colorado Springs Independent has pix and a short report; The Gazette has the same plus video.

It’s just the latest in a series of beatings the town has had to take over the past couple of years, beginning with the Waldo Canyon fire, which scoured the surrounding area of vegetation, turned Williams Canyon and Highway 24 into a freeway for water and ash-laden mud, and made an open sewer of Manitou, particularly Canon Avenue.

The storm was bad enough here, with 25-mph winds lashing heavy rain at us sidearm style. The good news is, I caught a trout in the front yard. Didn’t even need to unlimber the old rod and reel. I threw him a Bible, and when he turned to Genesis to see when Noah was due, I shot him with the Mini-Thirty.

It was a dark and stormy night

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 12 Comments
Sure beats being on fire.
Sure beats being on fire.

It’s official — Bibleburg has set a record for consecutive days of rain.

Twelve straight days of rain is a lot here. The chamber boyos brag that we have 300-plus days of sunshine per annum, but that’s a case of printing the legend a la “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance.” We do have our dark and stormy periods, and not just in local gummint, either.

So, yeah. Three bikes in the garage are now sporting fenders, because here at Chez Dog we insist that all brown stripes be restricted to underwear.