Our town is still under a boil water order, since Hurricane Irene botched up our clean water supply. It’s a pain in the ass, but the water that’s dribbling from the tap is a nasty shade of gray, not suitable for healthy living. The Busy-Lazy family had the bright idea of going to the gym to get cleaned up, but the one we usually go to doesn’t have any power, so it’s been closed. This morning I drove 45 minutes to another gym to workout and get cleaned up. I wish I could say it was due to vanity but I think my co-workers would appreciate it if I went to work today at least somewhat clean. The other gym has a significantly higher douche quotient than our regular gym. Beggars can’t be choosers, I guess.