Hurricane Charley on the horizon
Well the day has finally come. The big craps table of life has come up snake eyes and a hurricane is headed balls-on with sleepy old Bradenton.
We have made the necessary preparations (bringing in all loose stuff, stocking up on supplies). Turns out, though, that this sorry S.O.B. is so damn big that we have to evacuate. So tomorrow morning (pre-arrival) we will be departing our humble abode and moving more inland to Jenny's and my Grandma's places. From there we will ride this pony like a cowboy eatin' waffles. That analogy makes no sense you say? You have never seen a cowboy eat waffles I reply.
See you on the other side of the storm.
J
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