panic in the disco, part 2

My good friend Mr Indemnity just attempted to talk me in off the hurricane ledge by pointing out to me that this storm will not turn out to be anything worse than a typical nor'easter.

That's easy for people who didn't have trees fall into their driveways this calendar year to say. Have I survived 3-5 inches of rain in this house before, with at worst, some shopvaccing of some puddles in the cellar, and at best, no harm, no foul? Yes. Have we had 50 mile per hour winds that did not snap any trees? Yes. Have we had big storms that did NOT cause us to lose power? Yes. Are these bastard weathermen trying to make me crazier than I already am? Well, most likely it's unintentional. I will say when I was just at Shaws buying fruit, bread, peanut butter, water, and pie, there were people merrily buying huge shopping carts of ice cream and meat. Apparently, they have emergency generators or they are far more laid back than I am. Glass fuckin' half full types, the bastards.

Now I must go find my hand-crank-able flashlight that I know is here somewhere, unless I gave it to charity.

xoxo