Basement floods, the God of Radar, and the Argument that There is No Truth.
We've been experiencing significant flooding (measuring less than a few cm) in the basement.
My son is working the shop vacuum, trying to keep things under control. I can't help as I've injured myself. (Somehow I always get injured in these events; during Hurricane Sandy I had a nail go clean through my foot while trying to set up siphons.)
I went to the radar on the weather channel to see how long it's going to last. Under "now" the radar shows heavy rain, but apparently, the rain has slowed. My wife said, "that radar isn't always accurate."
I said, "Don't mess with the God of Radar! The radar is truth!"
She said, "there is no such thing as truth."
My son took a break from the shop vac to break out laughing at another classic disagreement between his parents. A long marriage that evolves to bickering of the silly sort is a wonder ful thing.
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