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Godspeed Houston

I’m from Houston, but you can’t hold that against me.  Especially now.  When I was a kid, we always wanted a hurricane to come, just so we could experience it.  Wow, how cool it would be…wind, rain, toads, etc…etc…etc.  Never happened.  Sure we had a few good old fashioned storms, but never the hurricane that we wanted.  Now that one is bearing down on the Houston/Galveston area, I’m not so pleased.  And I don’t even live there anymore.

A hurricane is the car wreck that you can’t turn your head from, writ large.  Normally, one watches the hurricanes on tv, digs the crazy rain, wind, waves crashing on the shore, and people running about yelling “Aunty Em, Aunty Em” like the guy from Airplane.  (yeah, you hardly ever see that but still it would be funny if you did…) Not so this time.  I have or had a personal connection to Houston so I know the places that are getting destroyed or flooded or twistered.  It’s scary and I’m sitting 750 miles away in a house with a damn drippy roof.

So last week, I said be well Houston friends when the other hurricane was nearing.  This time I mean it.  You guys all be well, take care, take cover and let me know that you’re okay as soon as you can.

Don’t make me come down there.