Well, Ivan barely grazed the New Orleans area. It’s pretty windy and that’s about it. No rain, no flooding, not a singlestreet turned into a toxic brew of raw sewage, gas and chemicals.
A big assed tree fell in Kay’s big yard and that was pretty scary. Oh, and then bees swarmed out the center of the tree, flew into my sister’s hair and she screamed so loud her neighbors in the NEXT BLOCK came by to see who was being disemboweled in the back yard. Unfortunately I didn’t see the whole thing because I paniced and ran in the bathroom as soon as I heard her say, at the top of her lungs, “FUCKING CHRIST, THEY’RE FLYING IN THE HOUSE!! MY HAIR!!! THEY’RE IN MY FUCKING HAIR!!!”
So yeah, that’s the way us Macalusos throw a hurricane party. Oreos, Mamosas, and swarms of bees.
I’m going on 2 months without a car and I still don’t mind.
I’m trying hard to not be the guy without a car that only calls his friends when he needs a ride, so I try to make a point of offering to bus it around or when asking for a ride to make sure is 1) not out their way and 2) one way only. I don’t mind since part of the reason I wanted to get rid of my car was to force myself to walk more. $deity knows I need it! :)
I am, however, thinking about getting a bike. I’m going to pass by Plan B today after work and see what they have. I also want to pass by The ARK and check out their darkroom setup. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten any prints done so I’m excited to smell those chemicals again. :)
Also: I’m looking to sell my car. If you’re interested in a 91 CRX that is in good shape, but needs some work… I’m trying to get $800 for it, but I’m very willing to negotiate. e-mail me!