May 02, 2005
The Mysterious Drip (No, I'm Not Talking About Myself)
Picture, if you will, a quiet Sunday morning. In keeping with the cliche, the sun is shining and the birds are, indeed, chirping. Donuts have been consumed, coffee is being savored and your fine emails are being answered. Yet the peace was interrupted when Beth discovered a dreaded and mysterious leak flowing from the ceiling in the basement. Like a good husband, I immediately responded.
Her: Where do you think its coming from?
Me: Well, the bathroom's kinda above us. It could be the plumbing from there.
Her: The toilet's been making a funny noise. Like dripping.
Me: Yeah, but that's just a problem with the toilet. This? Well...there's something else strange about it.
Me: Whatever's dripping is yellow.
Her: I noticed that.
Me: That can't be good.
Her: No. I only know of one yellow thing that would be dripping from plumbing.
I jumped on top of the washing machine and inspected the i-beams and floorboards around the leak.
Me: I think I have the answer!
Her: What? Why are you smiling at me like that?
Her: What the hell...
Me: You cleaned out the fridge this morning, right?
Me: Did you throw out a jar of pickles?
Me: Are you positive?
Me: PICKLES! Smell the puddle of yellow stuff.
Sure enough, we headed upstairs and discovered, directly above the mysterious drip, a leaking trashbag complete with puddle of pickle juice.
Posted by Chris at May 2, 2005 09:35 AM
Thank goodness it wasn't the yellow stuff I was thinking of!! I once dropped a jar of jalapenos....and that smell stayed for a few days!
Well, at least it was coming DOWN at you from the ceiling. My experience says it's worse if it's fluid, especially not clear fluid, rising UP at you from the floor.
Ack! But still isn't it strange that it was dripping through the floor/ceiling? At least it wasn't the OTHER yellow stuff. Ewwwww.
HAHAH, that's a cute story. We've been plagued with some leakage problems too: in our basement. The spot where the hydro comes, which is actually a hole in the foundation (our hydro comes in through underground lines) is leaking.
At first I freaked out....you know the whole electricity AND water thing combined...USUALLY being a BAD thing....but I am told that it's 99% safe (not quite sure about the missing 1% though, musta been a laywer that advised the plumber on what to say) because underground power lines are made to soak up/touch water... and that it's just more of an annoyance in terms of a basement flood...go figure water and electricity CAN mix in certain cicumstances....we do have an icky leaky basement though....which was NOT apparent when we bought the house...URG...more stuff for the line of credit!
Hahaha! Thank god it's pickle juice and not something else yellow :)
Oh my. Iew. When you were discussing yellow, though, pickles was a relief!
:D Glad it was only pickle juice!
phew... and there i was blaming the cats!
For a while, I got the 'basement' confused with 'attic' and was really confused and slightly bothered by the idea that that's where you store your trash. Phew... glad its only a Monday morning problem of mine and not something nasty on your end.
Ha ha ha...you got off that one easy!
I agree with the above comments--it could have been something MUCH worse! "Whew," huh? :)
My drip was strawberries...had to pull up the rug and mop the entire kitchen floor...gross.
kudos for you to have had the courage to smell the yellow dripping mystery juice :p
"Smell the puddle of yellow stuff."....
LOL! I love it. I am infamous for asking/saying stuff like that..."This taste like crap, here, you taste it..."
I can't get my head around this. I keep wondering if a)it was, like, a 5 gallon jar of pickles or b)your ceiling is made of papier-mache.
Another case solved by RCI - Rude Cactus Investigators. Soon airing after CSI.
"pickles" is a funny word... don't you think?
Well let me tell you MY pickle story this weekend! There is a jar of pickles in the fridge and my husband took it out and said it looked like turds to gross me out. I said I wasn;t going to eat them because he said that,
he replies I will too eat them when he slices them up to put in my veggie burger.
Well this morning we cleaned out the fridge to put in our NEW ONE and I passed him the jar of pickles to toss in the trash. Well he refused and now I can;t look at them in the new fridge!
i'm sorry, but ew. better than the other possibilities, yes. but still? ick.
Mysterious yellow substance leaks through ceiling in DC suburb. Film at 11. I think there should have been a Hazmat crew involved somehow :)
Eww! I don't know if I would dare to smell it in the first place! Glad it was pickle juice :)
you should drink that picke juice right up, mmm...dont waste it!
I'm with Jason (paper mache floors/ceilings)- unless you guys are like Mr. M and I, and the trash sits in the hallway for a few days because each of us figures the other one is going to take it out. In which case, I better make friends with the folks downstairs, 'cause they're probably getting dripped on with stuff all the time. Or, if that's the case, we should avoid them completely.
Damn, now I have the song "Doves Cry in my Head"... (read the beginning of the first sentence again)!!!
Good sleuth work Sherlock! And a great story. Looking forward to reading more.
snork, that's much better than the alternative.
It is SUCH a man thing to SMELL anything and everything! Egads! Walk away...you don't have to smell it! ; )
Please when the baby comes...DO NOT SMELL THINGS!
must be from all of those pickle and ice cream sundaes... ;) Or does your wife have other weird cravings instead?