Pardon Our Mess. We’re Drying Out.
Okay, so it’s hard to get too mad at a Frankenstorm named “Sandy”. (Sounds more like a camp counselor than a storm of the century.) But she did set us back a couple days. Here at Frank we’re soldiering on, digging out of the flotsam, and working remotely until the electricity and water (i.e.–bathrooms) are back and running. Which will hopefully be tomorrow. Hope you and yours are all safe and not too waterlogged