Five Years Ago This Morning
…it was sheeting rain. Ebola’d finished helping get the Grinch’s house plywooded up, and they were on their way out of town. The Citgo on the corner actually had some gas, so I topped off while listening to a woman in an Expedition bitch that the hi-test was all gone. (I wanted to bitch that there wasn’t a single powdered donut to be found anywhere, but she was louder.)
The Squid Terrorist was through at the airport ~ all the planes had flown out the day before and they’d buttoned it down best as humanly possible. Plus, there were no powdered donuts at the airport either. No point in staying.
Time to just watch the news, double and triple check the little things you could…and wait.
While Ivan made his way to Biloxi.
Well…heh. That’s where they said he was going.
Florida really got belted that year. We were prepping for Ivan at this time 5 years ago, too. Was like a trial run for his sister, Katrina.
And I was in lala land stoned out of my mind having just had a shoulder reconstruction surgery, THS and Ebola did it all on their own not that I remember a damn thing.
The bloody thing looks like a powdered donut, out for revenge for all its smaller eaten brethren.
Nice work if you can get it, Major. 🙂