September 26, 2009

For future reference - the bathing suit wasnt necessary.

So its been a hot, rainy mess in GA the past few days. A lot of roads have been flooded, a lot of people have damage to their houses - not to mention they dont have flood insurance to cover it (but I've heard that GA is a not a "flood zone" so you couldnt buy flood insurance if you wanted to; these people are just screwed by the system and not of their own volition - I could be wrong).
My uncle lives (well, lived) in a trailer. Cops came to his house and they go "You need to leave". My uncle, knowing how persistent cops can be seeing how he's had a few run-ins, left as the water was pooling around his home. And a few hours later his trailer floated away.

So yes. Rainy mess.

But, there are good things that can come out of this.

My car is white and has not been washed in AGES. You might be thinking months-wise ... but I think it's been over a year since my car has been washed. Not this past summer but this past past summer. So I thought it would be a good idea to get a mop and wash my car while it was raining. That way I dont have to fool with a hose or rinsing my car off. The idea was to get a poncho and stay reasonably dry. But why bother with a poncho either? So I put on a bathing suit, shorts, and flip flops and grabbed the mop. When the mop got dirty, I went to the curb and let it sit in the rushing water. Aside from the mop, it was a green operation.

My car is still not ideally clean. There are black specks everywhere.

But enough about my car. How efficient and green am I? I mean, I feel like I could take on the logging industry right now.

September 8, 2009

#whenIwaslittle

Alternate title: Sometimes I have something to say longer than 140 characters

When I was little

I ran away from home, got to the end of the apartment complex, got scared, ran back home, realized I had locked the door, so I sat down on the front steps until my mom woke up from her nap and let me back inside the house. Crying was involved.

Good story.

September 3, 2009

Birds

Sometimes of late years I find myself thinking the most beautiful sight in the world might be the birds taking over New York after the last man has run away to the hills. I will never live to see it, of course, but I know just how it will sound because I’ve lived up high and I know the sort of watch birds keep on us. I’ve listened to sparrows tapping tentatively on the outside of air conditioners when they thought no one was listening, and I know how other birds test the vibrations that come up to them through the television aerials. ‘Is he gone?’ they ask, and the vibrations come up from below, ‘Not yet, not yet.’

Loren Eiseley

Its either going to be the birds or the insects that *make* it. Most people are betting on the insects.
However, its safe to say the polar bears dont have a shot.