Come back, Barack

I'm not expecting Barack Obama to return to Van Nuys anytime soon, but if he wants to help me rewire my automatic sprinklers after the rain stops, I won't turn him away. Same offer goes to Hillary Clinton and John Edwards, too. Since I'm registered as nonpartisan, I can vote in the Democratic presidential primary but not the Republican one, so the various Republicans have nothing to gain by helping me.

I've only got two sprinkler valves on the controller, and I thought the controller itself is dead. Turns out it's putting out voltage, but said voltage is only getting to one of the two automatic valves (I've got the metal ones -- no wimpy plastic for my front yard). The controller is in the back of the house -- sandwiched between two upside-down plastic buckets to keep it out of the rain (real high-tech), and the wires run under the house to the front yard.

But now, with the deluge of rain slated to continue, I might not have to use the sprinklers for months ... so maybe we'll just go to Starbucks and pound double espressos ...