I'll have some friends in town next weekend from La Porte. P and J and their two kiddos will be arriving on Friday and leaving Sunday morning for a weekend of silliness and fun.
I think people who ride out a hurricane are just plain stupid. Seriously, people, you have advance warning, sounds like a doozy, get your happy asses in the car/bus/train/bandwagon and get the frick out of town. It angers me that police and fire department personnel have to risk their lives to save fools. Stay if you want, fine, but be prepared to stay until you can get out on your own.
I liked the rain.
The cats are sleepy and so am I.
The Kenny Chesney/Keith Urban/Leann Rimes/Gary Allan/Luke something or another/Brother Trouble show last night totally rocked. Lucas Oil is a very cool stadium. I like that the windows open. Yes, I am easily amused. I knew the roof opened, had no idea the big picture window opened.
I am not feeling well. GI distress. Blech.
g'night.
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