It takes a village

It's a fine, fine day. Yesterday, however, it was raining all day and the front windows at the bar had leaks above them. Drip, drip drip. The roofer 3 doors down came in for his half pint of whiskey and said he'd go up and look at the damage when the rain stopped. This morning he tapped on the window whilst I was securing the ice and when I let him in he told me about the tar and caulk he had put over the flashing and rubber and so on and so forth. No more drip, drip drip. All for a pint O' Jack. It's a fine, fine day. Speaking of roofs, it's time for me to peel back the lid on the car and partake of some highway therapy. It's a fine, fine day.