I Am Not a Plumber!

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That haunting Eeeeyaaaghhh! you heard earlier was me, wrestling with my bathroom sink. The sink has the advantage; when I open the cabinet to get at the pipes, there’s hardly room in there for me to take a breath. Any adjustment of my position is a job for a contortionist.

Anyway, the drain was clogged and I had to take it apart and unclog it. In principle, an easy job. In practice… Eeeeyaaaghhhh! Because I can’t bend over, I can’t see what I’m doing. That’s how things get done backwards and have to be done over again. And the bathroom is not air conditioned. I now look like I took a shower with my clothes on. I didn’t.

So that’s it for me today, folks. I am dehydrated. I am a spent force. So that’s it until cat video time. I was going to write about Rush Limbaugh breaking off his love affair with the NFL on account of all those stupid “protests,” but I just can’t afford to get any hotter than I am already.