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February 06 hallelujiahSweet mother of all that is holy. The goddamn sun is out. Us Astorians are slowly emerging from our mildewed porches after nearly a month of deluges, downpours, torrents, spurts, surges, inundations, cascades, showers, monsoons, etc. Did I mention the hurricane force winds. I shit you not, on Sunday, 1.29.06, Miss Mouth watched her 7 foot sliding glass door off the deck of her bedroom bend, BEND I tell you, under the shear force of wind until it resembled a bubble emerging from one of those plastic bubble blowers that kids use. Miss Mouth's boyfriend was innocently sitting with his back to the erstwhile bubble, with no inkling of the death shards that were about to obliterate his tender, ill protected flesh.
Miss Mouth grabbed the fur kids and her furry boyfriend and fled to the somewhat more safe sanctuary of the downstairs sitting room. (Simply put, there wasn't enough room for the four of us to huddle in the bath tub to wait out this Perfect Storm, which is what all those hurricane and tornado shows instruct you to do for some odd reason that, I believe, has to do with the superior strength of plumbing over, say, the wooden frame of a house).
Things got worse from there, with Friday, 2.3.06, ushering in 85-90 mph wind gusts, though the rain began to abate.
And today, the payoff. The sun is out. The fur kids are going for a long overdue walk (to save all of our mental health. -- One more episode in which I try to read in bed and ignore the actual movement of my house in the wind while an over-hyper, walk-deprived puppy slaps me in the face with her saliva covered, stuffed turtle, trying to engage me in a game of tug-o-war and one of us wasn't going to make it out of the house alive when the rain broke).
There is nothing more glorious than sun on the river after a craptastic month of rain! TrackbacksThe trackback URL for this entry is: http://vivalaboca.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!ACB4E8542A2FDC4E!155.trak Weblogs that reference this entry
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