Rock You like a Hurr-- . . . Nevermind
As I type this, I’m at work and the center of Tropical Storm Alberto (not Albert-o, but AlBAIRto) is passing over Cedar Key, Florida. Almost every county surrounding ours closed the schools for the day, but not ours. Which works out nicely as Michelle and I both have to work as long as there’s power in our offices and the Governor hasn’t declared a mandatory evacuation. Which won’t happen when you’re 60 feet above sea level and 20 miles inland. So, yeah, we’ve been getting quite a bit of rain. And some gentle, you’re-forgetting-it’s-summer-aren’t-you?-type breezes. Breezes that occasionally gust up to near gale force. But, y’know, whatever.
I really loved being in the US and watching the ALBERTO! ALERT! unfold on all the media channels there. It was like the world was going to end after the next commercial break.
Posted by ap on 06/16 at 08:25 AMYeah, it’s nice how controlled-by-fear we Americans are. We’ve always counted down the days until June 1 here, but after Katrina, the WHOLE SEASON is going to be viewed as a build-up to the next BIG ONE. And WE HAVE TO BE READY FOR IT! Like, God save New Orleans if the new levees aren’t done by the start of hurricane season.
Posted by Scott-san on 06/16 at 09:45 PMI think it’s so odd how the hurricane names are getting more and more ethnic and strange. It used to be that you knew someone with the name of the hurricane, and you made fun of them. Now it’s like, what a strange name. What’s its country of origin?
Posted by teahouseblossom on 06/16 at 10:07 PMYou need to move off of America’s Wang (You’re sort of more in the America’s Taint area, though, I reckon), and move further north. I’ve got a guest room. I’ll help you pack.
Posted by styro on 06/20 at 09:08 AMFor a second i thought this post was about The Cup. but only for a second…
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