|Blow, Gabrielle, blow|
on 2001-09-14, at 10:43 a.m.
|You know, when it rains, it pours.
I just got back from school, a trip that for the first time ever, took longer heading home than it does heading there in rush hour.
Well, I believe it's that I hath no ark.
You see, as if this week wasn't chaotic enough, we down here in Florida have a special surprise!
And her name is the-tropical-storm-soon-to-be-known-as-hurricane Gabrielle.
Hmm, I've always wanted a girl.
Hurricanes are really nothing new to Florida, but we usually have a lot more warning than we did for this one.
Ok, story break....I just walked outside, because I heard the storm really pick up, and noticed the ducks swimming.
"Ok John, so what, you live next to a fake apartment complex lake, you see the ducks swimming every day..."
They were swimming on the sidewalk.
Ok, back to my thoughts...so, we didn't really have a lot of warning.
I'm not quite sure if it's because it formed and moved in really fast, or if all the other events lately put it in the backround.
Hopefully, they'll have to close the malls, they've already had to put sandbags all around mine.
Because everyone should really not be working in weather like this...Everyone should be somewhere safe...
...like a Hurricane party.
Now, many of you probably do not know what a "Hurricane Party" is.
So I'll explain.
I think that hurricane parties came from New Orleans, which is funny, because that's where the best Hurricanes actually come from as well (tee-hee...a little "Pat O'Brien's" humor...anyway...).
What a hurricane party is, is pretty much a bunch of idiots (namely, me, and whoever I can coerce into having one) who, instead of holing up in a building, have something of a cookout during the storm.
There's lots of drinking, lots of yelling things to the hurricane, and lots of people singing selections from "CATS".
Well, that only happened at my last one.
Which was during Hurricane Floyd.
So it's been a while since we've had one.
I think this is my "Quote of the Day/Week/Year"....It was said, in ALL seriousness, by a girl in one of my classes, as we were discussing the retaliatory (I think I made that word up) possibilities of the World Trade Center attack...
"Well, I just don't want China to be against us if we go to war...I mean, there's like, billions of them...AND, they all know like, karate and shit."
God. Bless. America.
You know how you start an entry, and just begin blathering, then 2 hours later, you're still not done?
This was one.
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Prodigal Son - 11:03 pm , 11.20.06
So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish - 6:41 pm , 05.29.05
The Beginning of the End - 1:15 pm , 11.22.04
Brand Positioning - 2:13 am , 09.20.04
A Pop Culture Case Study - 9:24 pm , 08.26.04
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