The Great Coke Can Debacle.

So after much pressure to continue, I now humbly submit a blog. Yaay!

As many of you know, Angie and I moved into a new house at the end of May. We have really enjoyed it, and it has been everything we wanted. Well, except the upstairs toilet. Mind you, this is a brand new house. We have, um...left our mark where no man has marked before. Now, one particular Sunday afternoon I was typing away on our computer upstairs and decided to make a routine bathroom visit. When I flushed, however, the result was anything but routine. The toilet stopped up, and began to overflow. The water--and it is a stretch to call it water--began to go under the wall and run down our kitchen wall downstairs. I knew this was happening because Angie was screaming something in French. So, I went and bought a plunger, and nearly had a heart attack as I attacked the John. In fact, I plunged so hard that the--uh toilet history, if you will--began to flow into our shower. This, my friends, was as close to hell as I ever want to get. So, clearly, I was not going to fix the toilet myself. Luckily, a plumber was open and someone came out and fixed it so that it would at least flush. I then cleaned up the considerably grotesque mess and we called the guy who built our house and told him about it. He decided he wanted to send out his own plumber to check it out. So, a week or so later, three guys show up and go to work. After an hour or so, one of the men came in the house and said,
"I know what your problem is."
I'm thinking, "Yeah really? I believe my problem is that I had to clean up crap!"
But he said, "There is a coke can in your pipe."
Apparently, during construction, some genius threw his Dr. Pepper can into the pipes. The plumber brought the discarded can in on a stick and showed it to me. Needless to say, our builder agreed to reimburse us for our considerable plumber bill. Unfortunately, neither money nor Ajax could scrub the memory of that blasted day out of my mind. Bluuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

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In other news, Angie and I are both very busy this semester, as usual. She is working on her masters, getting a gifted endorsement, and taking a mentoring class. I have two classes, the first of which begins tomorrow and involves the reading of 11 books. I am making strides, I guess. Also, I have been invited to be a Palanca Cha at Tres Dias in November, so I am stoked about that! Hope everyone has a nice week!
Erik