Scott version 2.0

Scott has been taking some time to relax lately. He's doing things he hasn't done in at least two years: sleeping past 6 a.m., hiking, coming home for dinner, fixing my jogging stroller tires. As I write, he is watching an old episode of 24 on his computer (or maybe that's what he said and he's really playing with Matlab). Earlier tonight he helped a friend move, and before that we had dinner with people he invited over! Watch out world - it's a whole new Scott here. Or shall we say Doctor Scott? Anyway, Scott went boating and fishing with some friends this week. Bruce and I met up with him after his outing and we all went and looked at houses together. We found one we like and put an offer on it today. More details on this later.
In the meantime, here is another reason we need to move out of our current place: flooding. I woke up at 4:30 and took a trip to the bathroom. In the early morning quiet, I heard rushing waters that were rushing a little more than usual (perhaps that's why I had to go to the bathroom?). There's a stream by our apartment complex and it always sounds like it's raining, but it sounded different. I peeked out the window and saw that the whole parking lot was under about 8 inches of water. I woke Scott up and he put on his Tevas and slogged through the flood to our car and moved it. The water looked like it was still rising, so we woke up a bunch of our neighbors whose cars looked like they were going to float away. When Bruce woke up a few hours later, he put on his rain boots and went out to jump in the biggest puddle ever. He thought it was so cool.
And it got even cooler when a backhoe came to break up the little dams in the stream and cordon off part of the parking lot. Bruce and the girl we babysit were glued to the window most of the day chanting "noisy trucks! noisy trucks! backhoe! noisy trucks!" while watching crews sandbag a retaining wall by the stream. Coooool.