how long can you tread water, noah?

they cancelled our final tennis match of the season yesterday.

not sure why. it was windy with a chance of showers.

but the wind wasn't a chicago wind. oh sure. a few of the local garbage cans have identification microchips so they can find their way home when the wind dies down, but it was more of a strong breeze.

and the showers never came. at least not during the afternoon.

and not really in the early evening. a strong drizzle at times accompanied by lighting and thunder. but you weren't going to get out the rubber ducky and go play on the front lawn.

but like health care, things got a bit more interesting as time went by. the roof was louder than the television. and more entertaining (although simon cowell felt that it needed more bass). a steady rain began to fall. somewhat rare for this time of year. after all, the sunshine state is more aptly named than republicans who believe in fiscal restraint). and our rains are anticipated fondly as an alternative to having to water the tropical jungle.

but the palms were going to need scuba gear. the rain continued during the night, and when i awakened this morning, i found a surprise.

our swimming pool in the back had moved to the front of the house. or more accurately cloned itself and was now present in both locations.

water everywhere. i thought i had fallen asleep and been moved onto a raft in the ocean.

okay. so there is some hyperbole here. after all, a real rain was during typhoon paka where we had 31 inches in one day.

but this was respectable. certainly enough to keep me from checking with my tennis partner to see if today's doubles match is on. but i may call the club and see if the clay has headed to the gulf of mexico.

but the good news (i realize this is questionable) is that it gives me time to write.

there hasn't been much in the news to laugh at lately. umless the strange sickness that is congrssman massa somehow makes you laugh instead of just feel ill. i'll leave him to glenn beck.

and when your insurance company tells you that they are not paying for your colonoscopy health care is not exactly the three stooges.

there was that nice magic display in israel where the government pulled the rug out from under vice president byden. but i prefer the marx brothers if i am looking for slapstick.

some may suggest (and who am i to disagree) that since both political parties are an enormous joke that humor is always present in d.c., except for the relief provided by a snow storm that does what the tea party folks can only dream of doing.

tennis will wait until tomorrow.

i will go find my rubber ducky. and my snorkel.