The Wages of Sin...

... are Death, we're told.  I dunno know about that, but I do know sin doesn't pay very well, at the very least.  Another thing I know: The Wages of Stoopidity Are Dirty Dishes.  And lots of 'em, too.

Yeah, we're still froze-up; over 48 hours and counting.  But it's 34 degrees as we speak... on its way to 45, or so sez the NWS... so the end is nigh.  Good thing, too.  I'm gettin' mighty tired of bathing in 88-cent/gallon spring water heated on the stove.  And I REFUSE to wash dishes with said spring water.