It got pretty gnarly outside yesterday:
And then there was the freezing of pipes and the bathing in the laundry bucket with the emergency water and much cursing. (No gnashing of teeth, though – I do have good dental insurance, but it’s best not to tempt fate.) I am not making that up about the pipes, either. Or the bucket.
I was trying to think of musical things that are both warm and trickly sounding, so as to encourage the pipes. But then I thought what the hell: