Check me out.

Here you will see me. Standing in a river, that is running down a street. Behind me is a house, on my right is a car, and up to my knees is water. Ladies and gentlemen who did not get a chance to personally experience the Great Nor'easter of Aught Seven, look upon my visage and dispair.

Worth noting, Hubert Street was not even the street hit hardest, it's just the one where someone took a picture of me. And I am vain, so that means that's the one you people get to see. Today... it's not so much dry, but it's fallen to a mere drizzle, and the sun is visible if you know where to look (hint: up). It seems that no, no we are not on our way to some sort of less-sucky Waterworld.