Cows That Boogey On Her Lawn
Ummm, well on Christmas Day evening, my dorm room was flooded with a couple of inches of water. I really do not believe that it was a couple of inches, but that is how the report reads. A sprinkler head messed up, broke, and sprayed water all over. It is possible that the sprinkler froze, and when it thawed, burst, and started the flow of water. I do not recall if I left one or no radiators on, but I do know one of my windows leaks air pretty badly - the strong winds a bit over a week ago may have been enough to get the room below freezing in temperature, but I really do not know if that is what happened. That raises the question: why did the other sprinkler in the room not freeze? I heard about this when I was up in St. Cloud on Sunday, and drove back half-dazed, wondering how bad the damage would be.
Because of this incident, we spent four and a half hours on Monday cleaning up the wetness. See, the water that initially comes out of these pipes is a rank black sludge; so, I lost all the bedding, an oak frame upholstered chair, another chair, and a king sized Cordaroy’s chair affectionately called the “sack of foam.” While the water running along the floor did reach my lovely vintage SX-850, one of the refurbished [HPM-60’s][2], and my year old Gateway, they didn’t get too soaked, and should still work. However, I do not really know, and it will be a while before I get to test them out. Ok, so I will probably test the computer out tomorrow, but I have to make absolutely sure the speaker cones are dry before doing anything with those - otherwise they will literally tear themselves apart. I lost a bunch of textbooks, too. I really liked my Shakespeare book, and that is gone. Goodness. It could have been a lot worse, though: my clothes were all cleaned up off the floor and safe inside a dresser and an armoire. Also, the room next to mine is vacant, so I moved all my valuables into it, locked the door to let them dry, and left the room open with a fan on to get all the humidity out - it was like a tropical jungle in there before. So, hopefully soon the carpet will be dry and it will not smell or have grown any friendly colonies of mold and infestation.
[2]: (Pioneer HPM-60 Information) Quick addition; the operations manager was there, helping us piece together what happened - when I was out in the hall and my parents were in my room he dropped his voice and said in a conspiratorial tone, “You know, if there is anything in there you don’t want them to see, we can figure something out; there isn’t anything I haven’t seen in my 30 years here …” I laughed and declined his offer of help, saying that no, I did not have anything to hide. It was a funny, thoughtful gesture, though.
Today was substantially less wet than yesterday. I caught up a tiny bit with Steve at Lifetime and journeyed to the Mall of America to spend holiday gift dollars with Mykala. We were out for about 6 hours, and shopped ‘til we dropped. I have a new outfit! She has, possibly more than a new outfit. Anyhow, spending a day at the mall is substantially better (though equally tiring) as sloshing through wet ruined books and bed clothes. Variety, though, is the spice of life.
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jordan
i hope they reimburse you for the damages…stupid st. thomas
Alexander Micek
Haha, me too. I do not know if they will pay, but it is true they should. We have a $1000 deductible on our home owner’s … and depending on how we tally, we may be over in damages. Time will tell.