Watching and Waiting

What a load of hooey hurricanes are. Every time hurricane season rolls around, I ask myself why in Hades do I live at the Gulf Coast — the veritable Valhalla of hurricanes. Ugh.

So now it looks more and more like hurricane Ike will, literally, pass right over my little home town (population 27,000 +/-). That's a nice thought. Our family left town before the mandatory evacuation was called (and that was called at 10:00pm last night) because we didn't want to get stuck in traffic with my Dad (who's undergoing chemo treatments) and baby nephew. We had smooth sailing to Bastrop, and here we site at the Hyatt Lost Pines Resort.

Tomorrow we will have a hurricane party, and as my brother-in-law said, if we see Geraldo Herrera in our neighborhood, we know it's going to be bad. I hope that we don't see or hear anything bad about our wonderful little town. I can't imagine what it would be like to come home to a ruined house. My parents, sister, and I all live right around the same area (we're all within quick walking distance of one another), so I guess if our house goes, we still have 2 others — and vice versa. I guess the statistical probability of The Family losing all our homes is on our side.

I had to carry a lot of work-related hardware, so all I made out with was my main Mac system, my photography gear, my brand new Gretsch, and my 88 Les Paul. This means I still have all my amps and the rest of my guitars at home, which totally sucks. But, I just had to remind myself that this is why I buy insurance, and even though it'll be a hassle, I have to risk leaving some stuff behind. I normally always bring my Taylor K-14c acoustic, but I just didn't have room. I also have a decent amount effects building inventory in my shop, but it should be okay.

The other thought that totally sucks is that we have wood floors in 90% of our house, the remainder being tile. It would be pure crap to have to replace flooring — but I'd rather do that than not have a house at all.

I'm also concerned with our company's office, which is a 2-story metal building in Clute, TX — just a few miles from the beach. I totally do NOT want to have to relocate or commute.

And finally, I'm mildly concerned with our church — but the way it's built and how it's situated in its locale makes it pretty sturdy. We may lose our sign and lettering, and we could easily flood — but hopefully not.

So now we watch and wait and pray and hope. I would hate for my Dad, in his health condition, to have to go home to a ruined — or partially ruined — home. I don't want Ike to hit our town and destroy half of it — nor do I want it to do that to any other town. So, I pray that God would somehow see fit to make the storm weak, and that He would send cool waters to the Gulf that would keep it from intensifying. I pray that Nature would take the hurricane to an unpopulated are with little industry or population mass, and as I always do in these times, I pray that death, injury, and damage would be minimal or nonexistent.

There are people all over the globe in far worse situations that ours, but no one wants what we have coming. So feel free to say some prayers and send positive vibes to the Gulf Coast — because as it stand right now, a lot of us are going to need them.

Oh, and if you loot my house, I'll hunt you down like the dog you are. I promise. No — seriously.

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