Well, as overly dramatic as it was, the kinda-sorta PC break was the jump start I needed. I have one song in the final mixing stages and at least 7 in various states of disarray. (Still looking for a good lyricist, though. As Whiny put it, “Words suck.”) Plus, I feel a little more confident that I can sit down at the computer, check e-mail, skim a few blogs and write a quick entry without getting stuck in the chair for hours and hours. The lure of the geetar is once again more powerful than the urge to work on my monitor-induced facial tan.
Unfortunately, I may be forced to take a break from both the PC and the microphone this weekend (not to mention hot showers and a/c), as stupid Frances keeps rolling our way. A lot of the repairs to power lines that were done after Charley are temporary, just waiting to be blown down again. What’s worse is that they haven’t picked up all the debris from last time. So, for example, I’ve got my neighbor’s downed trees all neatly cut up into easily-hurled chunks sitting across the street poised to come flying at my house like a salvo of wooden cannonballs.
Meanwhile, I’ve seen several fairly reliable, non-governmental sources predict that the storm will hit around Palm Beach, then skirt up the coast to South Carolina, rather than heading inland here. We’ll see. The last “official” forecast should even have my friends in Atlanta worried.
On the bright side, we have plenty of water and canned food, lots of propane for the grill, candles and flashlights ready. The cars are fueled up, and we have plenty of stuff to read. As long as we only have the power knocked out and not something more disastrous occur, we should be fine.
Quoth the Mrs: “It only took two snowstorms for us to leave Maine. How many of these will it take for us to leave Florida?”
How’s the weather in Oregon these days?
