You would think that you get prepared and then sit there and wait
for the hurricane to go over. No. Nat is running around the house like
a good boyscout still thinking of more stuff to do. I love her.
Elle is concerned that the hurricane will turn the lights off in her
room. Forget the rest of the house. I worry she will be freaked out
about the storm later. She does not handle storms well sometimes. Poor
little thing. I remember myself not a whole lot older than her freaking
out about storms and flooding. I suppose it is natural.
Every channel is spewing information about people who did not
evacuate. That or there is video of the sea wall or flooded streets in
Galveston. Every person left in lower east Texas has been interviewed.
When i was fourteen I remember Alysia and playing in that horrible
flood water. I have this picture stuck in my head of a flooded street
in front of our house on Cherry Hills and the son just poking out. The
street was lit up underneath the rancid water. It was clear air. The
clouds reflected in the water. I played in the smelly water. My parents
let me. We pushed people out of the deep water when their cars stalled.
It was a neighborhood boys thing.
I have the weather radar in one tab and the updated forecast in
another in Firefox. The radar makes the storm look a lot farther away
than it is. The forecast just looks drawn, not real.
Channel 11 is simulcasting on a couple of radio stations. I'm glad
because we do not have a batteries powered TV. Nor do they make a
digital batteries powered TV to my knowledge. I'm not sure what they
will say to do next year when there is no analog TV left. Not
long after they throw the switch on TV, they will want to switch to
digital radio. I'm not sure they make many batteries powered digital
(HD) radio.
It is just now 14:00 and some clouds are passing darkly and
frighteningly over head. People are starting to get nerves. The bad
stuff comes. It starts quietly. It builds. Then it subsides.
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