of September people and I've had a little wine tonight so if things are misspelled or rambling or other mischievousness creeps betwixt the lines then blame Dionysus. I am dorking out tonight, tracking Hanna across the great Carolina bight with Google. I have NOAA weather radio and the Weather Channel going. Candles are lit. Wine is breathing. Cheese is cut. The cat is asleep on the coffee table. Besides a front line squall around 1700 hours, it has been quiet here, almost one could say, calm. Wind speed is 2 knots, east northeast. I have battened down hatches, shuttered windows, brought in the outdoor furniture, disconnected the main breaker from the grid and fired up the wind generators, engaged the reverse osmosis filters, put the gasoline generators on standby, notified the Pentagon that I am on alert and ready to take over Command and Control if the situation demands it, cranked up the Single Side Band radios, checked in with the local repeater, cleaned and loaded revolvers, and stocked the bunker with canned goods. All systems are go for Hanna. I procured enough milk, coffee, cereal and toilet paper earlier today to last me till at least Tuesday and if I ration, the whole week. I had my car towed to Kentucky. But it's all dress rehearsal for the real mother, Ike. Holy Sh!t, I need more wine!
I hope everyone is staying safe out there and out of harm's way. Don't frak with Mother Nature.
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3 comments:
You're being sarcastic, aren't you?
No. More like hyperbole.
I like that you are fully prepared to hit Defcon 1 should the need arise.
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