So last Sunday morning I went outside to do some pool maintenance. That’s the fancy word for “turn on the filter and throw a chlorine tablet in the basket,” but having a pool at all makes me feel fancy, so I use fancy words when I talk about it. Anyway, when I turned on the jets-and-filter-thing (technical term) there was a funny suction noise, like the water wasn’t going through properly. I grabbed a chlorine tab, and opened the lid to the collection-basket-thing to throw the tab in, and I was greeted by the annoyed look of a giant toad who was trapped beneath the flap of the basket-thing. I…