Willow ,'Empty Places'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Get in your car and drive away from the major cities (and north, if you ask me, when possible) is the safest response to disaster in my book.
Except when leaders of neighboring municipalities are keeping you out by shooting at you. I mean, shit. Even the people who could walk out weren't allowed.
I read somewhere that a whole lot of top people in some department that oughta have been on top of this were in Greece for somebody's wedding.
They can turn around and come home. If anyone can get an international flight quickly, it's going to be members of a government.
When Hurricane Floyd was on its way toward the Atlantic coast (Carolinas, I think) in 1999, President Clinton was in New Zealand, meeting with President Jiang of China. He cut short his meetings overseas and flew home to coordinate the rescue efforts, one day BEFORE the hurricane hit.
Hello, all. I celebrated my birthday with a swankeriffic dinner (Mediterranean; I had grilled lamb with tzatziki and a fava bean moussaka, and lemon-ginger tea, and date tartlets for dessert) and then a loss to the Yankees (I only saw a few minutes at the end) and then a good yelling session at the 3rd floor frat-type boys in my building who thought it was a great idea to play beer pong in the back yard without warning their neighbors.
Hurray? But they did get quieter, and they had even cleaned up before 11am the next morning. And then I had a conversation topic to use when introducing myself to the neighbors, C. and G. and their two under-three toddlers. Somehow I think the frat-type boys will quickly discover that this is not a beer pong neighborhood.
I have aperitif wine and cheese and raspberries fresh from the garden. Till about an hour ago, I was so stuffed up (and Benadryl knocked me over and stole my lunch money) that I could not taste them, but I am thinking, when you are at home, it is okay to drink aperitifs without any intention of actually having dinner. Right? Right?
I hab a code too, Nutty.
Except when leaders of neighboring municipalities are keeping you out by shooting at you. I mean, shit. Even the people who could walk out weren't allowed.
That wasn't offered by way of criticizing or even analyzing the people who couldn't escape New Orleans. That was offered as a more likely way to be safe than relying on our Government Safety Agencies.
I'm just saying, sometimes everything is just a huge clusterfuck all the way around.
because they were primarily going to do community relations work, not rescue.
Oh, good. That was what New Orleans needed.
I'm just saying, sometimes everything is just a huge clusterfuck all the way around.
No, really?
Check it. A year ago, New Orleans was only on our radar to the extent of an F2F. Its population could fit into a borough of NYC, a district of Seattle (OK, a really BIG district of Seattle), or a town of G-LA. The whole thing would fit inside the Loops of Chicago or DC.
Call it, generously, 2% of the US.
SKIPPED.
No Firefly for me yesterday, instead I lounged at home and watched tv.
Today, inspired by Jesse and Perkins' tales of selling stuff online, I have taken pictures of a whole bunch of stuff from my house. Hopefull I'll get it all listed online this week. Thrown away two trashcans full of other stuff that I cannot comprehend why I had around as it was all useles or broken or both.
Now I think for laundry.
Watched the reading of the names for the first time this year. Actually made it all the way through. Couldn't motivate to leave the house though.