Quiet on the set!

Once again this semester, my house is a movie set. This evening, I'm not allowed to make any noise in the middle level, the main level, of my house. Just standing in front of a bookcase of DVDs, looking for something to take upstairs, brings a complaint. We can hear you. They are down in the garage, filming lord knows what. Many cantaloupes were purchased, and I'm told there is fake blood. Horror is a favorite genre. I guess the cantaloupes will be slaughtered.

I go upstairs and flip channels idly. No TiVo up here. No HBO On Demand. I decide to take a bath. It takes 15 minutes to fill my bathtub. I guess it's a pretty large bathtub. Within five minutes, there's a knock on the door. We can hear the water. Ah, yes. I hadn't thought about it. The sound of water running through the pipes. Sorry!