Sunday, September 26, 2004


And I don't mean the football team.

For the first time since 1886 there are four hurricanes striking the same state in the same season. And of course I have to live there.

I have been lucky enough so far not to get in to too much trouble with hurricanes. My planned trip to Orlando for my birthday lay just the next day after Charley ripped Florida a new asshole from Punta Gorda to Daytona Beach. I spent the next few days out there seeing what an inland, 150-mile an hour gust storm could do to a city that had 'hurricane amnesia' as our governor Jeb put it. Not that long after that we were home for Frances, which hit my pal JW in West Palm Beach pretty hard and then came across to hit the gf's parents downstate then make a short run in the Gulf before heading towards our place. For a few hours the power was out but that was about major damage to life or limb. JW spent several days down there in a shelter and came back to an apartment and job that didn't have power for several days after that. According to what he said just days ago there were still people down there that didn't have power.

I was here when Ivan hit too, a storm that raged into Pensacola with such furiousity that it ripped the concrete modular span sections off their piers on the I-10 bridge. My pal Brian lives out there and it took us several days to hear from him...posting on our forum over the internet powered by a generator his family ran just a few hours each night. The store he works at reopened just last week...other stores in my company have yet to reopen. A store manager which I know just built a new house which she closed on not a month ago. Last reports say that it's already gone.

And now Jeanne is bearing down on us like some kind of twisted merciful Category 3 hurricane. I say merciful because it could have been a lot worse, especially hitting an area just north of West Palm Beach which is still reeling from Frances. Last time Frances sat out in the Atlantic and dumped rain and threw gusts of wind at the coast, and knocked out power relatively early. This storm started to kick up a ruckus about 6 pm down there and JW's power didn't go out until 8:45. Shout out to my brothas at FPL and Progress Energy...all the work they did down there is getting ripped up again.

Sometimes you wonder how nature can have such majesty but yet posess such naked violence.

Saturday, September 25, 2004

Inaugural Posts

So everyone has been bitching and moaning about how I don't have a flippin blog. ya go then. I seem to offend people with my incessant moaning about things...I'll spend hours on end ranting on the phone with various people but somehow reading it on a blog makes it different. Oh well, that's life.

Some things about me...I work in a copy shop in a retail chain which will remain unnamed. If you choose to guess it, whoopedy freakin doo, yo. It's not that big of deal...I just don't want to get fired or sued by the corporant giants when they find this on Google or something. Those of you daily readers who know me and know where I work will, I am sure, keep this a secret.

I live in one of those weird backwards towns that is some kind of freaky dichtomy between a real life city and some kind of hick retro stop-on-the-railroad kind of places. If you have ever been to the Panhandle in Florida and driven across I-10, I am sure you know what I mean. Most people's conceived notions of our great state think that this is some kind of vacationers' paradise, like the whole state is like Orlando (when in reality bits of Orlando don't really even feel like their neighbors in the Reedy Creek Development Area) or South Beach or Miami or some shit. Think Lower Alabama here folks. You would think that being the capital of the state would give us a little bit of class or something...but evidently they missed that short bus.

I consider myself some kind of geeky too. I've got my own personal network empire that I administer over, like some kind of benevolent binary god, but theres a total of two users on it. That's a whole lotta horsepower when you consider that there is two Athlon XP boxes running XP Pro, another Athlon box running Server 2003, a laptop running XP Pro, and an iMac thrown in just for good measure.

Being such an ubergeek makes me feel like a mental giant (nods to sj) among peons when dealing with technology. If you're too stupid to turn on a computer, don't do so, DUMBASS! I don't understand how people can really think that their ME boxes are hot shit or something, like the 600 bux they spent on their eMachine was a great long term investment. Need power? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE POWER!!

Did I break into hyper cynicistic mode yet?'s coming...I promise.