The Red Cross Robot is calling me...

They are telling me that a shelter is open in my neighborhood, you know, just in case I am flooded out of my house.

It was crazy yesterday. It had been raining for a week, but I dodged any heavy downpours during my walks to class yesterday. But I had a meeting in the afternoon and had to stick around campus. By the time my meeting was over, the skies had opened. Wide.

I can't even describe the water pouring down the road on my bus route. Water, water, everywhere! Across from my bus stop there is a hill, and at the bottom of the hill there is a little two foot wall that drops to the sidewalk. The ground was so saturated that any water that fell on the hillside simply poured unimpeded off of the wall. Part of the bus route was washed out, and we had to take a detour. I did not know that buses could do that!

Oh, and everyone in a car is an ass. I had my big, grown up umbrella last night, but it was no use. Some suburban commando in his jeep plowed through a large puddle next to the bus stop and drenched me hopelessly. I was so despondent, I couldn't even be mad. I resigned myself to soggy squishiness.

I'm not sure what to do in my class tomorrow. But we are going to do some big time work on getting their final project off of the ground.

HJ