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Aspiring Novelist (cattleprod) wrote,
@ 2004-10-01 04:23:00
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    Current mood:sick and tired

    Hurricanes, Tuxedos, Meds, and Politics
    Seems so many of my entries lately are regarding hurricanes and - guess what? - so's this one. I'm so sick of hurricane talk, though, that I'm just stripping it down to the basics.

    Jeanne hit us harder than all the other ones, hands down. Came the closest, too. Three of the last 4 hurricanes came within 20 miles of me, Jeanne went RIGHT OVER US. Between 3 and 4 am I counted - yes, I really counted - our power go off and on 40 times. Up until around the 15th time, I thought we just might make it without losing power. After that, every time it came back on I thought it was a miracle. #40 was the charm, though...it was out for good with that one. We lost power for 3 days. Ugh.

    Between around 4-5am, it sounded like people were doing a tap dance on the roof. Scary shit. Turns out that was shingles being ripped off by the fistfuls. They were all over the yard the next morning. And we'd just had the roof fixed from Charley 4 days before. Fortunately, lost shingles was about the extent of the damage. We lost a bit of food, too...but that's expected.

    Lot more damage done to the town this time, and to many surrounding areas, too. Just got back from Boca (NanoGirl had lost her power, too) and there are quarter mile sections of roadway where power poles are just toppled over in a row, many of them snapped in two...power lines down, insulators laying on the roadside... Mobile homes submerged under new "lakes" - major mess. A friend in town had their dining room ceiling crash down onto their floor. Another friend had a tree go through their roof. Another had their roof ripped off the house. Just bad, bad shit.

    And I'm sick of it.

    Power coming back on was again a miracle. We got phones back the following day. NanoGirl got her power back about 7 hours after I did. OK, that's all I'm saying about Jeanne.




    Poker. This Sunday is the tournament that I won a free seat into. Wish me luck...and magical super poker powers.

    I also still need a good nickname and am taking suggestions. So far there's only ONE suggestion so feel free to speak up. *cough*




    Boca. I was there really for a doctor's appointment. Mental Hygiene clinic at the VA. I love that name...mental hygiene. I always expect them to unzip my skull and scrub my brain with a loofah or something. Took me 90 minutes to make a 25-minute drive, thanks to major wrecks on the highway and lots of traffic lights being out (no power). Anyway, long story short...they upped my meds, so we'll see.

    While I was in Boca I got measured up for my tuxedo today. Sent off the numbers to my best bud in Dallas, where I'll be in two weeks. Woo hoo! Ten days in my ol' stomping grounds. Lots of friends to see, things to do, etc. I can't wait. I'm broker than snot, but oh well. I have plenty of places to stay, so there's that. And I've lost much weight since I left Dallas, so I'm psyched about that.




    Presidential Debate was tonight. Sheesh, I can't wait till after the election so we can all resume regularly scheduled programming. Stupid debates are all for the 15% undecideds. The rest of us know who we're voting for and don't wait until the last friggin' minute to make up our minds...nobody is going to change our minds. All of these idiotic political commercials on TV...all the debates...all the editorial letters in the paper. Who is going to change their mind based on this posturing garbage? All the $$ the candidates are spending is for barely 15% of the population. Unfrigginbelievable. Thinking about all the good that could come from that money is just sickening. At this stage of the game (and it IS a game) I can't stand to look at either candidate, even though I'm voting for one of them. I just want it all to go bye bye.


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