It's so damned fitting that I'm taking a poetry class right now.
The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner leaps to mind. About 10 minutes ago my tenant knocked on the door to inform me that the sewer main was backing up in the laundry room.
Sure enough, there's black spooge on the floor, but luckily she'd noticed it between loads of laundry, so very little water had made its way across the floor and into the back bedroom and furnace room.
Two years ago something similar happened, only with much more water involved. I had learned then that the City has a service whereby they come out and snake the sewer main for you, free of charge. They then send a camera down the line and video-tape the inside of the sewer pipe out to the just past the property line. The video is time- and date-stamped and kept on file.
I called the City 311 information line to report the backup. The crews apparently work until Midnight. The girl who took my call told me I should expect a call before Midnight if they cannot make it out before shift-end, in which case I am to call back after 7 AM to re-place the order.
Meanwhile, everything else is moving along just swimmingly. (Pun or no pun intended...) I've also noticed that I haven't been keeping you up to date with the goings-on around here, so I'll try to sneak a report in soon, I promise!