Cindy, the model tropical storm, did what is expected from a model named Cindy — she pissed and moaned all over the place, threw things around, and, literally, rocked the house.
Let me put it this way: the rain came down so hard last night, one half of New Orleans got washed into the other. While driving into work this morning, I watched as a guy from a cleanup crew raked fallen leaves INTO a city drain. D-OH! And these people wonder why they flood every year?!?! At any rate, there are leaves, branches and debris everywhere on our driveway and porches — hot date with the deck broom this evening!
Looks like Dennis (refresh your browser for latest info, if it doesn’t automatically) is turning into a hurricane and is headed our way (following Cindy’s trough — that sounds bad, for some reason). Isn’t that going to put a damper on the visit of Mrs. B and J to La Nouvelle Orleans.
There is a chance of us evacuating to Tex-ass this weekend. Attention, attention: I REALLY DON’T WANT TO.
Ivan the Terrible … Dennis the Menace … If this keeps up, they’ll have to name one Maitri the Downright Unfriendly.
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This reminds me of a story I heard while touring the graveyards of New Orleans-
coffins floating up because of a bad storm and because New Orleans is at or below sea level-
I feel for y’all in storm country. :)
Let’s see … the base of the house is 12 feet below sea level. The first floor is 4 feet above that = -8 feet. 12 feet above that is the second floor. That should leave 4 feet of breathing room on the first floor should sea level wish to straighten itself out after the great deluge. I’m just sayin’.
Then, there are the snakes and other cooties that don’t like to be wet all the time and look to higher floors for cover. Forget the creepy crawlies — I just don’t want the outside inside!
Well, the doors are of course always open to you here in Stepford, as you know… just give me 6 hours notice so I can buy lots of clariton for you…or was it benedryl?
Claritin, please. Although I’ll load up on stuff here, too. Never hurts to have backup, especially if I start crying on one of the cats. Great — drunken and surly. Are you sure you want us there?
I must say that I don’t miss the hurricane warnings. Hope all turns out ok.
stay safe……
Absorbing the news of London’s state, I will gladly evacuate for a hurricane. At least nature is performing its dharma, while people die at the hands of human wickedness.
If you have to evacuate, come to Dallas and visit – go up through Shreveport and avoid the craptasticness that is I-10 and Houston :)
of course we want you here!
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