the flood

a couple weeks ago, adam and i were visiting my parents' house in rockland. it was a super rainy night and the creek in front of their house was filling up and starting to flood the driveway and road to the point where cars had to slow down and go around. My brother went into the basement to see if the pump was working. it wasn't. water was flooding down a concrete slab on the east end of the house and creeping across the gigantic basement. the outlet next to the pump had shorted out so we ran an extension cord upstairs to get it working again. no more than 10 minutes later we went downstairs to make sure it was still pumping. noooope. it had escalated to this:
water started pouring in the windows and there was nothing we could do to stop it. the water turned black with oil from our furnace. we started trying to move important things up above everything else, pretty much by stacking less important stuff and putting the good stuff on top. in less than 20 minutes, shit looked even bleaker.
i don't know if you can see it, but there are multiple televisions floating in that mess. also, that's a basement with really high ceilings-so you're looking at 4+ feet of wa-wa. my dad came home and braved his way over to the pump to fix it and by morning, the water was gone. my hero. adam and i took advantage of the tension in the atmosphere and took photos of eachother.