I have this thing about hurricanes... they excite me. Am sitting here waiting for my Galveston friends to arrive along with their four VERY LARGE cats. Spent an hour this morning driving around like an idiot looking for a shelter to drop off a bunch of water, granola bars, soup and dog food. Got lost. Got lost again. Got lost some more. Thought about that scene in the original (campy) Batman movie from the sixties-- one of my favorite lines of all time: "Some days, you just can't get rid of a bomb."
So I still have a carload of supplies for evacuees and it turns out, of course, there's a drop-off spot three blocks from my house. DUH. It opens in a few hours. By then I expect the granola bars will be melted.
Meanwhile, over at the Austinist, after a bit of a delay, my latest column just posted. If you like it, please recommend it. It's all about hurricanes.
2 comments:
Funny - imagining you struggling to find a way to do a good deed. Sounds like something that would happen to me. By now I bet your resources were well utilized
Hope the granola bars made it OK :-)
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