Isabel bears down. What do we do? Where do we go?? Dave Barry has some advice on his blog.
Two brief excerpts:
We're entering the heart of hurricane season. Any day now, you're going to turn on the TV and see a weatherperson pointing to some radar blob out in the Atlantic and making two basic meteorological points:1. There is no need to panic.
2. We could all be killed.
His preparedness plan is based on three simple components:
Based on our experiences, we recommend that you follow this simple three-step hurricane preparedness plan:STEP 1. Buy enough food and bottled water to last your family for at least three days.
STEP 2. Put these supplies into your car.
STEP 3. Drive to Nebraska and remain there until Halloween.
via Instapundit
Posted by sheilaYou havent seen anything until you see a streetlight fly across your front yard followed by lounge chairs, then trash cans, car hoods, miscellaneous debris, roofing tiles, awnings and an Amoco sign.
Oh, and your buddies boat that he's always kept at the marican 10 miles away is smack dab in the middle of the road 4 streets down.
unbelievable! i'm actually originally from Rhode Island so I have seen my share of hurricanes. stuff like lobster pots found miles from the beach. crazy.
Posted by: red at September 17, 2003 01:22 PM
sheesh I need to preview.
marican should actually be marina.
*puts down bong and exhales*
Posted by: Val Prieto at September 17, 2003 01:22 PMBelieve it or not, even thru the haze of cold meds, I translated that for you, in my mind, and knew exactly of what you spoke.
Posted by: red at September 17, 2003 01:24 PMSometimes I don't know about you O'Malley. When I was your age I sure as hell knew what to do when there was a hurricane and I was in NYC.
Posted by: Jim at September 17, 2003 04:07 PMdrink heavily? tell stories in the dark? have indiscriminate sex with lonely strangers in candlelit apartments as the wind blows?
or drive to Nebraska?
Posted by: red at September 17, 2003 04:10 PMAll of the above....
Posted by: ....a moment with Easycure at September 17, 2003 04:21 PMAh, you restored my faith in you.!
Posted by: Jim at September 17, 2003 04:51 PMI remember Hurricane Gloria in 1985. I was in college. RI was a disaster. I-95 was shut down. The governor came on the radio and pled with the populace to stay in their houses.
So my friend Betsy took his advice and immediately drove over to my house, after the highest winds had died down, weaving her way around the fallen trees, all electricity out, picked me up, and we drove down to the BEACH. Uh ... girls ... the governor SO did not say, "Okay ... all clear! Let's go to the ocean!"
I MUST have lied to my parents about what we were doing. How could they have let us gone?
So it took us 40 minutes to go what normally takes 15 ... we had to be very creative, going around massive trees and lamp posts and telephone poles ... But once we got down to the beach (and we were not the only ones who had had the idea) - the storm clouds had swept away, leaving a huge moon in the sky. But what took our breaths away most of all were the waves, coming in, one after the other after the other, like giant monoliths, giant mountains, the waves crashed up against the sea wall.
We had never seen such waves in our lives. I have never seen waves so big. So insistent. They never stopped.
We stood and watched those monsters crash on the rocks for an hour or so. Not speaking.
It's one of my favorite memories. Perhaps of all time.
Betsy: I hope you read this one, girl!!
Posted by: red at September 17, 2003 04:59 PMI will never forget that night - nature in all of its fury and glory - and a stupid governor who tried to ruin it all!
Posted by: Betsy at September 17, 2003 07:11 PMCianci must have told him to do it. Either that, or he wanted to go down in history as the "Hurrican Governor". Like Governor Garrahy in the Blizzard of '78, but without the plaid shirt.
Posted by: Beth at September 17, 2003 09:33 PM