There are those this year that have had enough snow. Some folks have had enough. From the Minnesotans for Global Warming, here's Frozen Wasteland, sung to to the song made famous by The Who.
Note: I wish it were funnier instead of a bit ham fisted, but then again, James Hansen and Al Gore can't claim a lock on subtlety either. Without further editorializing:
Well, I’m sure that (if) whenever Walt gets his power back he’ll post (excessively) about how traumatic the (zombie attacks, General Ike arriving, and Q razing their neighborhood) hurricane was, but in the mean time I thought that I
6post a little bit that I know (for more specific and curent updates, I refer you all to Walt’s (sophomoric rantings) Twittering to our collective right.
According to a news story I just read on AOL News, Texas is mounting a massive rescue effort after Ike has passed through.
HOUSTON (Sept. 13) - Rescuers in boats, helicopters and high-water trucks set out across the flood-stricken Texas coast Saturday in a monumental effort to reach tens of thousands of people who stubbornly ignored warnings of "certain death" and tried to ride out Hurricane Ike.
(via AOL)
I haven’t spoken to Walt directly, but we have texted each other a couple of times earlier today (Saturday). He is also posting responses on his last blog entry “The calm before the stormâ€. He is doing this — at least for the short term — as (according to Walt) it is simply easier for him to post in this fashion than to create a new blog entry (he is too busy drinking — Oh wait! That’s me!).
If you want more on what is current, I suggest you go to that AOL story link I used above. You will also see several hundred dramatic photos (like the one that appears at the top of this post) included in that story.
More as it happens
The Perfessor
I'm doing my prep for Ike. I was going to talk about how Galveston was going to flood with the surge, but the pictures from the TV stations are doing a bang up job.
The local station for ABC showed helicopter rescues already. Bolivar peninsula is already flooded out, and leaving just isn't possible.
At the moment, we're baking and filling the jalopy car in the driveway with gas. Yes, the Nissan started and ran! Since the gasoline fairy came overnight and replenished the tanks, so getting gasoline is easy and simple.
I'm off to prepare the backyard, and hope the storm passes to the east (which I still think will happen)
Part of my chores today was to help this woman move her dogs. I won't say how many and I won't say where they ended up, but my adventure was indeed one of legend... a very boring legend, mind you, but nonetheless, a remarkable experience. So, here I am, sitting in the calm before tomorrow's storm, my wife at my side, wondering what I can do next.
Remembering I had taken a few pictures today at the place where I was helping the crazy lady evacuate her farm, I opened up the camera files...
and found this guy staring at me. Well, not so much staring, but certainly looking lonely.
Oops. That's a female.
Emo Emu
Anyway, she looks scary close up. Apparently, she's not, but it's definitely strange to have an animal stride up to you with a facial expression that never really changes. Kind of like the wife of one of our candidates for president...