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Sep. 23rd, 2005 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chaobellStepdad has been sitting out on the back patio watching transformers blow up. How we still have power, I do not know, but I am not complaining.
We just declared it Cereal Time in order to use up the gallon of milk in the fridge, just in case. Mmm, cereal.
Power flickered ever so briefly once when one transformer popped, but that's been it.
Mayor Manlove was on the phone on one of the news shows saying power was going out in Pasadena because... the utility poles are old and some of them are falling down. THANK YOU, CAPTAIN OBVIOUS.
The pecan tree out back is doing the watusi all over the place, but then again it's a pretty young tree, still a few years off from even thinking about making actual pecans, and its trunk is about as big around as my thigh at its widest point, so. The big trees are just kind of throwing leaves and loose branches around, and that's about it.
And the weeniedog keeps sneaking in here, grabbing a mouthful of Spazz's food, and hauling ass. Spazz watches this from my lap, watches the weeniedog bail, then looks up at me all "wtf!?"
Finally, may I just say that Ken Hoffman had it right yesterday when he talked about the idiot reporters that stand out in the middle of these storms and become "human wind socks" (Ken's words, which KILLED ME DEAD) for the sake of ratings? Because, really, all y'all standing in the middle of the road and shit in Beaumont yelling into your microphones are just fuckin' stupid. It was cool when Dan Rather did it. It was cool when Shern-Min did it. Now it's just stupid. Stop showing off your walking-against-the-wind routine and go the fuck inside, ferchrissakes.
We just declared it Cereal Time in order to use up the gallon of milk in the fridge, just in case. Mmm, cereal.
Power flickered ever so briefly once when one transformer popped, but that's been it.
Mayor Manlove was on the phone on one of the news shows saying power was going out in Pasadena because... the utility poles are old and some of them are falling down. THANK YOU, CAPTAIN OBVIOUS.
The pecan tree out back is doing the watusi all over the place, but then again it's a pretty young tree, still a few years off from even thinking about making actual pecans, and its trunk is about as big around as my thigh at its widest point, so. The big trees are just kind of throwing leaves and loose branches around, and that's about it.
And the weeniedog keeps sneaking in here, grabbing a mouthful of Spazz's food, and hauling ass. Spazz watches this from my lap, watches the weeniedog bail, then looks up at me all "wtf!?"
Finally, may I just say that Ken Hoffman had it right yesterday when he talked about the idiot reporters that stand out in the middle of these storms and become "human wind socks" (Ken's words, which KILLED ME DEAD) for the sake of ratings? Because, really, all y'all standing in the middle of the road and shit in Beaumont yelling into your microphones are just fuckin' stupid. It was cool when Dan Rather did it. It was cool when Shern-Min did it. Now it's just stupid. Stop showing off your walking-against-the-wind routine and go the fuck inside, ferchrissakes.
