Sprinkler attack

For those who don't get the post below, I was simply wishing all my fellow Quebecers (people from Québec) a wonderful and happy national holiday.

And since I was taught to cater content to audience, and I do realize that there are probably more English-speaking people who visit my blog (the ratio is probably close to 2:0) and you didn't get a story yesterday, I figured I would give you a story, too. Here it goes:

I was attacked by another sidewalk sprinkler yesterday. Someone share with me the idea that maybe the sprinklers were used as a safety measure to keep people away from the house, so I thought I would not give in to this primitive and childish manner of protection and walked through it.

I think from now on I'll just walk around. Dry clothes are well worth the detour.