Figuring that the old specs are as good as safety goggles, and trusting in my sense of balance, I went up on the roof in the rain with my plumber's auger and my trusty lockable salad tongs to unclog the downspout. Soaked through to the skin, at last I succeeded, just before another heavy downpour. And at last I can see again. "Things Are Looking Up" (apologies to the Gershwins and to Fred). It's still true that there's a song for every occasion.