As I live on the Sky, I monitor it every 5 minutes. Not by choice, but because it's hard to miss when it's outside your window. It's painful to watch it rise in front of your very eyes. Especially when it isn't raining . It's bad news.

'm curious to see the size of the floatilla tomorrow morning. I imagine every Tom-Dickhead-&-Harry will still be fighting for position at the boat launch. I'm going to pull up a lawn chair, grab a cup of coffee and enjoy the circus-vargas that will be the high-bridge on tuesday. Then when all of the dinks make their fishless pilgrimage downriver, I might throw the boat in anyway. Good luck to the good-ole'-boys out there!