I don't know about you, but I was the person sitting home last night checking on the water situation in my basement about every 30 seconds with butterflies and a sense of dread in the pit of my stomach.

Maybe next time the Stateline receives a gift of flash flooding from Mother Nature I should take a note from this guy caught on video in Rockton. He seems a whole lot happier than I was last night.

Perhaps jet skiing through raging flood waters isn't the brightest or smartest idea, but hell, at least this guy doesn't have to worry about getting an ulcer from stress.

Can we say the same?
