Wednesday, March 27, 2013

That's not mud

I thought, just maybe, that I'd make it a whole season without having to go crawling around under the buildings.  And I almost made it!  The tunrover boat was just a week away! But at the last minute fate intervened and dashed my hopes.


And just for a fun little twist, the area that I had to go crawling around in was exactly where we'd had a large raw sewage spill earlier in the season.  Before I went under, I told myself that it wouldn't be that bad.  Surely the summer snow melt had washed most of the, uh, material away.

It hadn't.

It's just mud, I tried to convince myself.  Just mud.  Plain mud, nothing more.




When you're covered in sh*t, sometimes all you can do is grin.