Saturday, August 27, 2011

scared by newscasts

"Better get under cover, Sylvester. There's a storm blowin' up - a whopper, to speak in the vernacular of the peasantry." (Name the film. Anyone?)

All along the East Coast, newscasters, seemingly innocent of irony, are firmly planted on windswept -- and I do mean wind swept -- beaches earnestly urging everyone to follow the goodsense advice of government and leave. Governor Christie (of NJ) actually said "Get the hell off the beaches." It must be true. It was on all the newscasts. "Hell." On television. The president has cut short his vacation by a whole day. Things must be serious.

Bridges will be closed so idio motorists aren't blown into churning, cresting rivers. Mass transit will be shut down tomorrow at noon so the tunnels can flood without impedance. Poor rats, no one rushing about offering shelter for genus Rattus.

Shelters have been established for people and their pets, however. Hospitals and nursing homes have been evacuated. Under it all is the unvoiced roaring of "I'll be d****d if this will be another Katrina." One hopes that that hard lesson was learned.

I have food and cat food, bottled water and duct tape. Batteries, flashlights, and a radio. Candles. Kitchen matches. A pump and a sufficient length of hose. Gas in the car and some cash. Two thick, unread novels. Something new on the design wall, if the studio doesn't flood. I charged the cell phone battery and I still maintain a land line, because usually when the power goes out, the land lines are only things still functioning. (Feel free to call, I'm pretty sure I'll be home.) I am making block ice for the refrigerator and will fill the bathtubs with water. As of July, and for the first time in the entire history of the house, there is insurance. I am grateful I took down all those trees last year.

I have a couple of yard things to do tomorrow and then I'll be as ready as I can be, but I don't trust the integrity of the house to withstand the "unusual weather we're having." (Same film as above. Anyone?)

And, yes, I am a little scared about it all.
More than I want to admit.
Batten the hatches, full steam ahead.

4 comments:

kathy loomis said...

I think you're right to be a little scared, especially if you live on low ground.

but tell me -- what are you going to do with the duct tape???

Melanie said...

I'm on relatively high ground -- and glad of it. Also, the Bronx is the only NYC borough that isn't an island, so being on the mainland, I have a jump on things if there's a second wave of mandatory migration.

Duct tape is just one of those things that's useful to have on hand. For example, if we are all to float away in our handbaskets, mine will be silver-ish and somewhat more water-resistant than it might be without the duct tape.

dinahmow said...

I can picture you, bobbing along in a silvery basket...
And is the quote from "Wizard of Oz"?

Melanie said...

Yes, Oz. Both quotes are from The Wizard of.
As someone residing in Ozstralia would be sure to know (Sorry, couldn't resist)