All right, I need to keep this short because it's late and I'm in a fair bit of pain from some weird neck kink that suddenly appeared for no apparent reason other than to hurt me, so have some random gibberish.
"It [Thursday] occupies that nebulous place in space-time that is immediately after the halfway point, but an infinity before the end. It's the weekday version of the last 20 minutes of school, in which time ceases to exist as a measurable quantity and becomes a subjectively infinite purgatory." -- Erin Palette, circa 2009, colorized.
Found on Facebook, creator unknown |
I know a lot of you were worried about me, but Hurricane Nicole was a big nothing for my household:
- The hurricane hit well south of us.
- We are far enough inland that flooding isn't an issue.
- It was only a Category 1, and Floridians tend to sleep through Cat 1 and 2 storms.
- We didn't even suffer any damage from Ian, so nothing was been weakened that could even be affected by Nicole.
- I thought we might lose power for a bit last night or this morning, so I implemented my emergency CPAP power preps. (Those will be the subject of a future Blue Collar Prepping post.)
- The power barely flickered, so I didn't get the chance to test them, but everything implemented smoothly.
Here's another funny hurricane thing, found by a Facebook friend. This is from the What the Forecast app for Valdosta, GA:
I mean, I guess that's thorough?
I feel like I'm scraping the bottom of my creative barrel here but at the same time I also feel like I haven't written enough to justify stopping.
Hm, OK. I have a thesis cooking about how Night Court is basically the 1980s version of Barney Miller but I'm not prepared to develop it right now. Until then, I leave you with this:
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