Very weary. This is a sudden storm; a lot of people still have their plywood up (like me...). No panicking here. If you want to live in the Sunshine State, you have to pay the price. One price is hurricane season. The other price is liberal immigration from the North.
No rest for the weary.
Be Seeing You,
Chris
My camping gear is still out. Managed to find a single gallon can of Coleman gas yesterday. Plenty of D batteries to keep my XM Satellite Radio up and running with the Fox News audio feed!
You might be a Floridian if …
You have more than 20 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
The freezer in your garage is full of homemade ice.
You flinch when you are introduced to a person named Charley, Frances or Ivan.
You find yourself dropping words like "millibar" and "convection" into
everyday conversation.
Your pantry contains more than 10 cans of Spaghetti Os.
Making coffee on your propane grill does not seem like an odd thing to do.
You are thinking of repainting your house to match the plywood covering your
windows.
When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has three
bedrooms, two baths and one safe place.
You are on a first-name basis with the cashier at Home Depot.
You are delighted to pay $2 for a gallon of unleaded.
The road leading to your house has been declared a No-Wake Zone.
You decide that your patio furniture looks better on the bottom of the pool.
You have the number for FEMA on your speed dialer.
You own more than three large coolers.
You can wish that other people get hit by a hurricane and not feel the least
bit guilty about it.
Three months ago you couldn't hang a shower curtain; today you can assemble a
portable generator by candlelight.
You catch a 5-pound catfish. In your driveway.
You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner's insurance
policy.
At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chain
saw.
You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
There is a roll of tar paper in your garage.
You can rattle off the names of three or more meteorologists who work at the
Weather Channel.
Someone comes to your door to tell you they found your roof.
Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
Relocating to North Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
Don't tell me they are all about to come back. I haven't got my house returned to order yet. Plus, my hubby and I were looking forward to some..hmm...uh...quiet time.
We DO NOT NEED this again!!!!
I arrived back home in CT last Friday after driving down to help my little old Mom in Ft. Pierce after she suffered through Hurricane Frances, followed shortly thereafter by the death of her husband, my step-dad. She is a tough cookie, and I tend to underestimate her inner strength, but another blow like this certainly isn't going to help matters. Her house is not 100% after Frances, and the repairs we made were to keep the rain out, not the wind. Shizzle...this sucks.
This is all My Uncle in Daytona Beach fault. About 2 weeks before Charley hit he told a hurricane shutter salesman Hurricane shutters? We NEVER get hurricanes in Daytona Beach!"
Speaking of urgency, I read in the Herald this morning that Max Mayfield had taken down his own hurricane shutters over the weekend, I'd love to know if he's going to put them back up, as that would allow us to know his true thinking on this storm.
He's not going out on a limb, though, I don't imagine, and publicly discount the margin for error that the TPC puts in their forecasts.
I believe I'll wait 'til the morning to put back up the ones of mine that I took down.
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I'm thinking about buying a webcam and mounting it outside to watch the storm (should it decide to come this way).
Anybody have any suggestions on a $100 or $200 camera?
got that ping list handy? I guess everyone is tired from the previous storms but we're still in the woods.
The Dallas Morning News, 09/25/2004:
In 1886, 4 storms walloped Texas