When The Wife and I stepped outside this morning, we found that we suddenly had a waterfront home, something to which we had always aspired.

And it was so easy. Now all we need is a boat.

Actually, this is our semi-annual water main break that briefly turns our street into the Pittsburgh area’s fourth river. And that brings us to a serious point. Uncle Crappy will be taking up a collection to help Pennsylvania-American Water Co., the nice folks who provide us with our water services in this area, so that they might be able to buy some pipe that holds water.

Hey. I bet if I sold off some of my waterfront property, we’d have enough money to really help them out.