Guh. Just as things were going swimmingly for Scamper, what with the big OK Go! show and the Hanson contest and the hoo-hah, disaster strikes: flooding in my basement.
As I sit down to watch the Pats game yesterday, there's a knock on my door. My upstairs neighbor tells me, "The water heater is busted. I think there's some water in the basement."
I run downstairs to find about an inch of water in the band's practice space. Shit. This is really REALLY bad. I tried to elevate all the electronic stuff up off the floor. I think there was a goldfish swimming around in Nate's pedal board. Things were not good.
Using the patented "let's try turning this knob" technique, I managed to shut off the broken water heater that was the source of the flood. Then, I ran over to my neighbor's house to borrow a wet vac and spent the next 2 hours sucking about 60 gallons of water out of the basement. So yeah - that was fun.
As it is, we were actually pretty lucky - besides one of Nate's pedals, there doesn't seem to be too much damage to anything. Things could have been a lot worse. We could have not only had a lot of damage to expensive equipment, but effectively have no place to rehearse for the big upcoming show(s). And no rehearsy makes Scampy really crappy.
If that sob story doesn't get you to go vote for us in the Hanson contest, then you are made of stone, my friends.
As I sit down to watch the Pats game yesterday, there's a knock on my door. My upstairs neighbor tells me, "The water heater is busted. I think there's some water in the basement."
I run downstairs to find about an inch of water in the band's practice space. Shit. This is really REALLY bad. I tried to elevate all the electronic stuff up off the floor. I think there was a goldfish swimming around in Nate's pedal board. Things were not good.
Using the patented "let's try turning this knob" technique, I managed to shut off the broken water heater that was the source of the flood. Then, I ran over to my neighbor's house to borrow a wet vac and spent the next 2 hours sucking about 60 gallons of water out of the basement. So yeah - that was fun.
As it is, we were actually pretty lucky - besides one of Nate's pedals, there doesn't seem to be too much damage to anything. Things could have been a lot worse. We could have not only had a lot of damage to expensive equipment, but effectively have no place to rehearse for the big upcoming show(s). And no rehearsy makes Scampy really crappy.
If that sob story doesn't get you to go vote for us in the Hanson contest, then you are made of stone, my friends.
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There was what appeared to be algae inside my tuner.
Yup - that place is going to smell GOOOOD next week.
You better bleach that room down, man, otherwise you'll find Anderson Cooper emoting from your basement by next Thursday.
By the by, not sure this is the right venue, but how amazing was the Walsh Bros. show on Saturday night? The only other time I laughed that hard at Canada was when I told my Nan about my exchange-rate-enhanced lesbian show in Montreal, and I didn't have to say any rosaries this time.
What's the deal with the word verification crap? Are there hoards of people trying to post mass messages on Brendo's journal that they had to do that?
Anyway, sorry for all the additional damage that Jason caused yesterday. He was really just trying to help. I hope you found that remote and fixed your TV stand. Sorry.
The word verification prevents spam, which was a problem. So sorry, people - but I have to do it too.
Was your use of "swimmingly" subconscious?
too bad it didn't happen during practice... you could have watched mikey bleach white, jump up and wrap himself around keith's chest and whimper - i can't swim! I can't swim! SAVE ME SAVE ME!
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