Hole
There's a hole in my yard, dear Liza, dear Liza, there's a hole in my yard, dear Liza, a hole.
Then fill it, gas company, gas company, gas company, then fill it, gas company, gas company, fill it!

Our front yard was the epicenter of a major digging project by our local gas company last evening. Some houses around us were without gas, while ours seemed to be working just fine. So logically... it would follow that they would begin their investigation right in front of the house that has no problems. Utility trucks swarmed upon our house for the second time in three weeks, blocking our driveway and jackhammering well into prime time television-watching hours. Ka-CHUNG Ka-CHUNG Ka-CHUNG went the jackhammer.

I'm beginning to wonder if my house has some bad house karma or something. First the mailbox, now this...