My last emergency spit n' baling wire repair lasted a whole year, and now I'm back to buckets. At that point, I really didn't give a hoot about the election, or Saddam, or anything else in the world.
So ... does anybody happen to have an extra roof, maybe in their back yard, or up in their attic? Or a big honkin' plastic sheet? Prozac? Or, I don't know, a handful of those Minties redwolf was writing about?