Well, I brought my crap in from the patio (plants, stands, the one chair I had out there). Later I am going to try to coax the stray cat I’ve been feeding (because I’m a sucker, duh) inside. She poked her head in and got the Glare of Doom from my cat, and it seems to have turned her off from wanting indoors. But if the winds and rain pick up she won’t be so happy.
Of course, it’s quiet and dry with hardly a breath of wind outside right now. At least the rain will cool things off. I probably didn’t really need to bring anything inside, but there might be a stray gust. Also, they want me to come into work tomorrow. They’re planning to close up at noon — I think my bosses don’t know that the time of “arrival” of a storm usually refers to the eye, not the outlying bands that have all the wind and rain. It’s going to be fun tomorrow. At least I don’t have to take the bus — I couldn’t anyway, they shut the buses down when the winds go above 35 miles per hour.
So far if you ask me this has been a big bust. But it’s been the most excitement we’ve had all year. If the globe is supposed to be warming I think someone forgot to tell this part of the world — it’s been the mildest summer I’ve experienced in years. True, last year June was solid rain, and this year it’s been the dryest in years, but the temperatures have been lower than normal. There have been a few days of burning heat, but most of that had been in the middle of the day. And this is the first serious storm we’ve gotten, and it’s not even a hurricane.
Speaking of hurricanes, what’s with all this Katrina-one-year-anniversary garbage? I’m sick of of these natural disaster anniversary gloomfests, which for the most part are just an opportunity for people to cry on national tv and make everyone feel sorry for them. Supposedly we are to “remember” the victims as some sort of tribute to them, but I don’t see why that is necessary. All it does is make the living victims feel worse by dredging up bad memories (or worse, enable too many of them suck some more pity — and attention — out of others), and it reinforces the idea that it’s unfair that we are subject to the laws of nature. And of all the storms I think people would like to remember the least, Katrina would be near the top. Or am I the only one who remembers the disgraceful national meltdown, on live tv, of Our Betters in the Media? And worst of all, New Orleans gets all the attention, even though the worst that happened was due to the negligence and corruption of that city’s and its state’s government. The people of Gulfport and Biloxi and all the other non-Louisianan cities and towns that got pasted by the actual storm itself must feel like crap when they see all the sobbing and crying and carrying on going on today about New Orleans. Include me out of the pity party.