Sunday, October 28, 2012
Live blogging the apocalypse
I expect to lose electricity some time tomorrow, there's no telling how long the computer battery will last or whether Verizon will be able to get me to your Intertubes anyway. So I might as well get it while I can.
I have a five gallon can of potable water in the kitchen, a bucket in the bathroom for toilet flushing and two big tubs on the porch to scoop more out of. I'm building up the ice supply, have non-perishable food laid in and plenty of candles. The wood rack is full so I don't have to brave the elements. I'll just sit here and listen to the trees crashing down. Should be fun.
My aunt owns a beachfront house in Clinton, CT. No, she's not rich. She's the widow of a preacher, they had a bachelor friend who left the house to them. Fortunately her property is on a bluff about 20 feet above sea level. Her house should be okay but I expect the surge will overtop her seawall and possibly wash out her stairs and take away a chunk of front yard. Anyway she and my mother are going to stay at my cousin's house, well inland. They have a generator. Don't want to think about all the old folks who are going to have to ride it out alone. If you know any such people, check on them please.
What's really annoying about this is that we're getting used to it. I didn't get a generator after last year's serial collapses of civilization because I figured, what's the chance of it happening again? Well I'm a fool. We're all fools, who brought this on ourselves. Maybe we'll wake up.
First thing to do, when you do awake: take a solemn vow never, ever, to vote for any Republican candidate, for any office, under any circumstances. Republican=Koch=death.