So much for the famous Atlanta draught. The unrelieved rains of the last three days have surely put paid to the last of the draught.
I'm so happy to be up so high and not have to worry about flooding...oops, just ran downstairs to covered parking deck. Phew, no flooding there yet.
There remains a sea of red lights crawling north on Piedmont Ave like a giant moving wound. The connector, which consists of Interstates 75 and 85 conjoined for the duration, was completely stopped right around here just an hour ago. A short cessation of heavy rain gave the drains a chance to catch up with themselves...and gave the poor motorist in the northbound lane a chance to get his car towed. All lanes are reopen for the moment.
I'll be hosting at least one friend who doesn't want to spend the night making his way from Hartsfield to Marietta.
Wow.
2 comments:
be safe. you never know. the retaining wall of the house below us gave way. our basement flooded but we stay on top of it with our pumps. have you ever travelled with wet chickens. its really not that fun. you know how dogs smell kinda worse when wet...? well, like that.
your basement in BR, right?
how's the studio holding up?
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