I could keep going, but I'd rather not expend the energy. Thought I was getting better and then all of a sudden last night, ( Only slighty gory details )
Okay, I am still wiping the coffee off my computer screen. This is the funniest thing ever. (P.S. I fear that the shot of me with my Thespians jacket prominently displayed and coquettishly slung over my shoulder may make an appearance
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For fucking real? This is getting insane! A and I are off to Home Despot for plywood. Never thought it would come to this. Whether it is worn nerves or the endless staring at charts, maps, images and pictures of Grenada... I am officially boarding up and hunkering down (DRINK Careena). Actually, I take that back... I'm boarding up and getting the F.O
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Well, good morning! Boy am I fuckin’ tired of being grateful and thankful. Yes, I still have a roof, house, electricity, water, tree roots in ground, etc. etc. But seriously, hurricane season is so fired
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In lieu of Frances, do you think that Labor Day weekend sales will get postponed? The washer/dryer combo of my dreams is on sale at Sears and I can't get there. If I got there it wouldn't be open. Surely, as an Amercian and self absorbed consumer (redundant) I have a basic right to demand goods on sale post sale when sale is interupted by act of
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For those of you who are David Sedaris fans you already know to have a "Fuck-it Bucket" for the storm. But for the unitiated let me explain:
In Me Talk Pretty One Day in the story entitled You Can't Kill the Rooster David Sedaris' brother, Rooster and his father are preparing for a hurricane to hit their home state of North Carolina. Rooster
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A is at Home Depot. He also like to shop the day before Christmas. It's okay. Actually, we just realized if we loose a window we should probaby have some tarp and tape to cover the window
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