Water
In the fall of 1958 I was sitting in my seventh grade science class at Boston Latin School when Mr. Thompson, my kindly, elderly science teacher, told me and the class, that "water seeks its own level." I nodded and wrote that tidbit down in my l'il science notebook. Yup. "Water seeks its own level," I dutifully wrote. That was 66 years ago. People, believe me when I tell you that for those 66 years I have had no freaking idea what "water seeks its own level" actually means. No idea whatsoever. Until last week. Now I know. And sure as you're born you can bet that water sure does seek its own damn level. As far as things you can count on, it's right up there with Newton's First Law of Motion and how much the Yankees suck. It's a doggone law of nature is what it is. My new appreciation for what water is capable of seeking is the direct result of something that happened in Unit 440 at the Grand Harbor condominiums last Thursday sometime ...