In case all this wet weather we're having should cause the waterways to flood, and thus cast the Submarine from it's moorings, I've been semi-deputized to evacuate any visitors and close the ship. Not that this fact is particularly interesting in any way, but heck, why not mention it? Indeed, there are few things that would amuse me more than watching our beautiful ship float away from the shore, even if it meant that I would be out of work for a while. Everyone who works here has dreams about this very scenario, and most of the time they end poorly.

Sigh. A man can dream, can't he? Yes, he can.