Hurricane seasons come and go
Yikes, June first marks the official beginning of the Atlantic hurricane season. The Pops stock up on lots of things just in case one of these nasty storm systems should head our way again. I always check to see that they have plenty of cat food and litter for my needs. Gotta have a lot of Cosmic catnip too. Pop has her Sapphire gin for such occasions and I have my catnip. Mr. Pop has his rum. We include these things as necessities.
The good news is that hopefully on June third or fourth the hurricane that has been the democratic campaign season will come to an end and you guys will finally have an official nominee. ‘Bout time.
So hurricane seasons come and go. Damages are done and damages are repaired. Let’s hope that’s true in all respects.
Have a great weekend and if you love someone, tell them about it.
Sincerely,
Fred the Cat (the cat who loves you guys!)
posted by pissed off patricia at 2:45 AM
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Gotta have a lot of Cosmic catnip too.
Yer my kinda cat, Fred. Does the old lady grow it for ya or does she buy the crappy store shit? Heh ...
"if you love someone, tell them about it."
Fred, you're onto something so simple, yet makes the world turn SO much better......
We don't get the girl canes down here like you do, but we keep an eye on that coast! Let's hope this is the year y'all catch a break.
I wish you all a safe and uneventful hurricane season. But it's always good to stock up on rum and gin anyway!
Following your advice I've even told the Pussies for Peace that I love them. I'd love them a whole lot more if this place wasn't like a furricane, but I love them nevertheless.
"if you love someone, tell them about it."
Noooooo. Never do that, they will use it against you in court. Exceptin' maybe if you're a cat.
As for the hurricanes, never been through the eye of one, but seen plenty of high seas on the Gulf side - nothing like water and wind lapping over the sides of the bridges. And then there was early 1999 when I was headed back to FL and everyone else was leaving. Mine was the only car headed South on I-75, yet it was bumper to bumper for as far as you could see going north. Silly Humans.
If the inventories of gin, rum and catnip are sufficient then you are ready for the season. Let's hope it is a quiet one and only the fishes have weather. One thing, don't forget the vermouth and olives.
what's a hurricane without catnip or gin.
That's free-range, organic catnip, yes?
So hurricane seasons come and go. Damages are done and damages are repaired. Let’s hope that’s true in all respects.
Jesus, you're a smart cat.
Dad was going on about hurricanes last night when I called. That one making up in the Caribbean seems to have him spooked.
Hope between now and the end of October you are all spared any unpleasantness.
Squalls out on the gulf stream,
Big storms coming soon.
I passed out in my hammock,
God, I slept way past noon.
Stood up and tried to focus,
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far.
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary,
So I stumbled next door to the bar.
[Chorus:]
And now I must confess,
I could use some rest.
I can't run at this pace very long.
Yes, it's quite insane,
I think it hurts my brain.
But it cleans me out and then I can go on.
There's something about this Sunday
It's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue
That's known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired.
And I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
And then I made up this song.
[Chorus]
Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
Fifty knots of there abouts,
There's white caps on the ocean.
And I'm watching for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside.
In a week I'll be in gay Paris;
That's a mighty long airplane ride.
[Chorus]
Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on.
jimmy buffet (another florida denizen)
We humans have a way of messing things up. I wouldn't count on anything.
Hang in there dude.
Luf, Us
Have a GREAT weekend, Fred - and Mr&Mrs POP too.
have a great weekend from me and bob and layla and my brand new puppy, max! pics on my blog.
i am in heaven. i smell just like the puppy dog!!!!
bob's doing fine with the new baby. i thought he'd hide under the bed for at least a week but layla is po'd. ; )
Hear, hear, Fred. Good thoughts all around.
Better stock up for Hurricane John before November 4. This one is gonna last four years.
hey, PoP--
whereabouts are you?
I'm in Clearwater. long considered a sweet spot as far as hurricanes go.
some credit the ancient Indian burial ground near here.
my guess is that the Indians put the burial ground here because it was safe -- not the other way around.
whatever the reason-- clearwater hasn't had a direct hit in living memory.
here it is only my 2nd summer and I've decided to stick around if the predictors say one is coming our way. several folks in my community stay put and throw 'cane parties. :)
yummmm....sapphire gin...good choice. won't it be funny to watch POPS stumble about during the storm after a couple of THOSE?
You can't beat hurricane parties. There is nothing dumber then seeing hundreds of people standing on the beach in pouring rain and wind getting silly drunk.
I live in Cape Canaveral and we haven't been hit hard by one in a long time. We just gets lots of wind and rain and some power outages.
Praying for another boring hurricane season.
Matt
www.idealcrap.com
errrrrmmm---
I've only heard tell of the parties held here but I was under the impression they were INDOOR events. if that's not the case, I'll opt out, thankyouverymuch.
and I'm with you in that fervent prayer, Matt. boring is good.
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