As you can tell from the picture, a hurricane is coming. Mrs Johnnymac and I are going to ride it out, we're thinking. We're going to cram both cars and all of our patio furniture into the garage on Friday afternoon and get ready for a wild ride.
When Allison hit in 2001, we ended up playing poker during the flood. I wasn't married then, I didn't even know Rachel then and I still lived with Canonico, and Fro, Andy, and my brother all got stranded in Bellaire that night. We played poker all night and by 4am when everyone else went to bed Fro and I got out a bottle Jack and sat on the front porch and admired the new lake that had formed in Canonico's front yard. It was amazing.
This time, Mrs Johnnymac and I have thought about driving to West Texas or Oklahoma, but what happens when it's over? How quickly can you get back to protect your property? Maybe we'll play poker, maybe we'll read by candlelight, maybe we'll play with the kitties, maybe we'll just huddle together and look out the window.
Man, this is crazy. Crazy even here at work - this company works in a real-time environment, people in other parts of Texas (and Pennsylvania and California) still need electricity and so there are essential people moving to the bunker and making preparations. It's quite impressive.
What else to say... I was planning on grouting the new tile floor in the bathroom this afternoon and installing the cabinets tonight and I think I am still going to do that. Why? Because all of the cabinets and the countertop are in the front room of the house next to the biggest window, which just happens to face south. Uh-oh. I guess maybe we'll try and avoid damaging those guys (or at least have them installed briefly before they get destroyed in the bathroom instead!)
I am planning on blogging all weekend until I am forced to stop. We'll see.
Random thoughts from a lawyer, an accountant, a commodities trader, an ex-Marine and a WSOP Main Event money finisher that don't know as much as they wish they did...