7827 - Hurricane Denial

[scottobear]

Yabba dabba doom? Fuggedaboutit.

Today is a good day to be an arenophile.

That is someone who collects sand. So much to know about sand! Did you know any particle measuring between 0.125 and 2.0 millimeters is sand? And if it contains enough silica, sand can be melted down to make glass?

These are thoughts to ponder when our heads are plunged into it. Sand, that is.

Down there, all is silence. Pity the poor fools who don't live near a beach. All they can do is jam their fingers in their ears, close their eyes and sing really loudly to drown out thoughts of Hurricane Wilma.

Another hurricane? LA LA LA LA, WE CAN'T HEAR YOU, HER NAME IS LOLA, SHE WAS A SHOWGIRL...

Hurricane denial. It's a common affliction.

Basic cable channel 58? No way, man. There is no channel 58. It is dead to us. Keep your Weather Channel, and your Cone of Terror, and your Jim Cantore. We want none of it. It's all bad news, leading to the inevitable days of trail mix and cold showers and downed ficus trees and generator exhaust and chainsaw injuries and gas lines.

Gov. Bush, frowny-faced at the press conference, telling us to Take This Seriously.

How? It's named Wilma, for Pete's sake. What's it going to do, sic Dino on us? Throw Fred's bowling ball at us? No, better to make fun, and ridiculous Flintstones references.

Otherwise, grim reality. A hurricane is headed this way. Again. Sure, we've been relatively lucky this year, and chances are that our luck will hold, in the sense that we'll be cranky and without power, rather than homeless like Katrina and Rita victims.

It's just, you know. Yuck. Hurricanes are gross. They ruin everything. They steal any sense of normalcy. They are bullies. We are sick of them.

So... denial! Wilma Schmilma. Six weeks left in hurricane season and our MO is reduced to this: Ignore it and maybe it will go away (a corollary to solving car troubles by turning up the radio). It's just too much, thinking about it.

A little frivolity instead. Stock up on supplies? Tra la la, we'll just eat whatever's in the cupboard! Which is cat food? Ha ha! Sweetie Pie won't mind sharing! And let's make plans for the weekend! Let's go boating!

And until then, let's read US Weekly instead of the stories on the front page! Let's watch reruns of Laguna Beach instead of the news!

Let's find some sand, and stick our heads right in. Where it's nice. Where it's quiet.

Comments

[constance1010.livejournal.com]

Sad but true... thats the exact feeling I am getting around here at work today.

See.. being a first timer... this kinda is scaring me. As much as Rob tells me that it will be fine at the hotel. It doesnt help that my mom is freaking out and telling me I am a bad mom for even considering not spending money I dont have to get out of the state and putting Sharon in harms way.

Just gonna go to the hotel and ride it out. What else can we do?

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

The hotel should be a good gig, actually... sturdy construction, equipped for that sort of mess, and plenty of comfort zones. That's a pretty sound evacuation route.

[acoolsecretary.livejournal.com]

Man O Man! I take earthquakes very seriously, but so many people, to me, act rather stupid. Wanting to enjoy the shaking, or worse, actual pride in the fact that they sleep through the bigger one's. [head in sand]We get the surfer's that run to the beach to get the big waves! Sheez!

PEOPLE can be very stupid!!!! Sometimes I wonder what exactly will wake them up!!! *off soapbox*

[acoolsecretary.livejournal.com]

btw: I was in North Carolina for Hurricane Isabel. I was in Jacksonville, alone in a hotel during a hurricane a few years ago. Scawwwwrrryyy, scawwrrrrryyy shit!!!

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

Hard to say... many many dingalings out there.

usually, it's too late for a real wakeup call.

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

yikes!!

[weezeroni.livejournal.com]

Hey! I fix stuff in my car by turning up the radio too! The dreaded cone has us in the middle (Ft. Myers area). We are preparing and have a place to go if need be, but my primary feeling is LALALA......... I just want it to go away, but with Charlie still fresh in my memory, denial is not working quite as well.