The length of the ark shall be three hundred cubits...

Jerry and I went to La Mesa today to have lunch with his mother and her neighbor, Mary. I explained to Mary as we went into the Olive Garden that Jack's investment strategy was that if he liked a company's product he bought shares of the company. He owned a lot of the Olive Garden (and Red Lobster and whatever else Darden Restaurants owns).

Anyway, that's not really part of the story except that we were away from home for about five hours. When we were pulling into the driveway Jerry wondered why the front yard was flooded.

This is the view of our flood from in front of the driveway.
And from in front of the neighbor's driveway.

And from the end of the street.
Jerry called the city and left a message on their answering machine. Then he called the Water Conservation Hotline. That call got forwarded to the police department's dispatcher who got the message to the water department. Somebody came and determined that the break was on the city's side of the meter (whew!).

They're going to come back and dig up the street to find the shut-off valve from the water main. I wonder how many of our neighbors will be without water and for how long. Darkness is upon us so I don't know how many pictures of work in progress I'll be able to take.

We've got buckets of water ready to use to flush the toilets and fresh water drawn.

I tried to get a wrench on the shut-off valve at the meter but decided that the break was on the pipe before it got to the valve so that wouldn't do any good. On the way through the lake I would sometimes sink quite a way. The poor gophers...I hope they've all drowned.