Sitting behind a computer desk at my friend's house outside Nashville, I'm going to be here for awhile - that is, potentially another day or two, or perhaps even more. The rain isn't stopping; my car was originally parked in the street, that is, a raging creek. We went to a Japanese restaurant for lunch where all of us strangers sat around the grill talking about other things, and now we're watching images of history on our local news channels, pictures of abandoned cars in five feet of water and familiar landmarks/roads that have become lakes. There's a rock quarry with a waterfall into it that will most likely be abandoned and christened as a large pond. The roof of the farmer's market near my church is peeking over the top of the water; a friend is pushing water out of her basement.
Craziness.
-r
