Bracing for Edouard

Kim, Kaley and Kovi are safely in Austin. I am here. I helped Larry board up his windows. I did not board up my own. I said something like, "I want to see all of mother nature's fury blasting through my house." But last weekend, I also said, "I'm ready to die." I am not ready for either.

It is very calm outside right now. If the electricity goes out, this blog may be quiet for a bit.

My house is pretty much dead center on the path. I know it shouldn't be, but this is kind of fun. It's like the night before Christmas.

By the time you read this, who knows what will have happened. More than likely, I'll be blogging tomorrow.

One can only hope. Who knows? Maybe I'll experience the eye of a hurricane. Maybe I'll see a blue sky above in between 85 mph winds.

I wish I could block the storm from everybody who doesn't feel likewise. I don't mean to make light. Single me out. May the force form a singularity and pinpoint this house. Grab and toss me into the stratosphere. Pulverize all my possessions. It's all good.
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