The landlady hired a contractor to redo the roof, etc. and he didn't fasten a tarp on correctly. You can guess what happened, living here in Ohio, the humidity capital of the midwest. A storm swept through and gallons of water brought down the ceiling in the girls room, drenched part of the basement, ruined possessions...
We were in a hotel for three days. Should be going home tonight.
Jesus, Matt! Can't move here, Rita might come back! Or any of a hundred tornados. It's hard to find a place with no disasters; you just have to be a tough guy! Pretend you're Humphrey Bogart! Remind your girls of the Wicked Witch of The West!
-posted by Nobius 1:40 PM 
