Archive for September, 2005

In Rita’s Path?

Tuesday, September 20th, 2005

What a day. Rita strengthened from a tropical storm into a category 2 hurricane faster than you can say “Ulp!”. Projections are that it will become a catogery 4 storm before making landfall.
The predicted path has changed slightly since yesterday, now favoring Matagorda Bay more than Galveston. That’s not necessarily good news for the [...]

Plan B

Monday, September 19th, 2005

Wendy has been calling hotels all over inland Texas, trying to find a hotel that (a) still has rooms for Thursday through the weekend, (b) takes pets, and (c) has a reasonable cancellation policy. Finally, she found something and we have reservations at a dog-friendly hotel in Temple, Texas. That’s Plan B. Plan A? Plan [...]

A Grand, Heavy

Monday, September 19th, 2005

What a thousand dollars worth of plywood and plylox looks like:

That’s thirty sheets of half-inch plywood and fourteen bags of plylox. It cost us just over a thousand dollars. Ouch.
I don’t mind laying out the money for a little protection. That’s just the Dummy Tax for living on the Texas gulf coast. What I really [...]

The Hurricane Dialogs

Monday, September 19th, 2005

In August, 2001 we moved into our new house. We had lots of things to worry about. Hurricanes weren’t on the high-priority list, but we’ve been in the Houston area long enough to know that, eventually, one would become a very high priority. Over the years, we had a series of conversations that can be [...]

An Open Letter to Rita

Monday, September 19th, 2005

Dear Rita,
Please turn north. We’ve had an excellent summer so far, and we don’t want you ruining it. So please turn north and visit the good people of Florida, Alabama, Mississippi, or Louisiana. Or better yet, make a U-turn (you’re in international waters – it’s legal!) and head back into the Atlantic.
And please do [...]

Eighteen and Counting…

Monday, September 19th, 2005

It was eighteen years ago today, an idle weekend between the Kansas and Tennessee games, that Wendy and I were shackled together at the Latham Methodist Church in Huntsville, Alabama. Happy anniversary, my bride, you’re still the one! I love you and always will.

The Dog’s Fate

Sunday, September 18th, 2005

Remember this photo I posted a couple of weeks back? Well today, I was looking at photos on Miserable Donut when I spotted a later photo of the same building:

Note the text way over to the right: “9/4/05 Still here. Woman left Fri. Cooking a pot of dog gumbo.” I wonder how much okra you [...]

Let’s Get Nosy…

Friday, September 16th, 2005

Leigh Ann and Jim gave Chris his graduation present early:
When he got home from reffing a soccer game, Jim and I were sitting in the living room, and I sternly told him to sit on the couch. In light of recent events, he thought he was in trouble again! Jennifer then placed the wrapped package [...]

Astroworld a Favorite

Thursday, September 15th, 2005

A lot of people have left comments to say that they will miss Astroworld, although most also agree that it’s become run down and is too crowded in its relatively small location – most modern parks have much more acreage. An AP article in the Houston Chronicle today says that the Astroworld sale is the [...]

What Happened to the Volume Entitled “Power Tools and Emergency Room Procedures”?

Thursday, September 15th, 2005

A while back Leigh Ann bought a set of World Book Childcraft How and Why Library. I was thinking about them today, and so I wrote to ask
When you get home, would you type in all the titles of the Childcraft volumes (or just photograph the spines) and send it to me?
Leigh Ann sent a [...]

Stop the Madness!

Thursday, September 15th, 2005

This arms race is getting ridiculous. Won’t somebody please think of the children? And the cute little fluffy bunnies? And the orphans and missionaries who deserve a world without weapons of facial destruction lurking in every medicine cabinet?

But I Asked For a Suite!

Wednesday, September 14th, 2005

Russell gives new meaning to the phrase “Living out of a suitcase.”