I got a phone call from my brother-in-law this morning on my way to work. I wasn't using my bluetooth headphone thingie, so I would have been breaking the law had I been driving in New Jersey. I also would have been ticked for "obstructed vision" as well, for my East West Aslan lion pewter necklace dangling from my rear view mirror.
"I hope I'm not calling at a bad time," he said. I replied: "Anytime you call is a bad time." I love the abuse -- but only when it's leaving my lips, not entering my ears, my emotions, my soul.
Their neighborhood and suburb of Houston, Texas is marked for mandatory evacuation; so we will probably be seeing them all soon. I haven't heard from any of my other Houston friends. Perhaps that's because I've turned my cell phone twitter thing "off" and my internet connection is non-existent. A couple years ago the hurricane after Katrina that was headed for Houston caused an evacuation -- complete with 12-hours-to-get-from-Houston-to-Austin traffic jams. If the hurrican Ike (I think that's his name) hits Texas and keeps on coming, the weather people say that we could get winds as fast as 70-100 mph here. If that's the case, our interns that stay at the HM Ranch will probably be joining us at our home in Hutto, as well (along with the kittens -- Tiger, Spot, and Marvin). Douglass the jackass will have to fend for himself in a ditch or something here at the HM Ranch.
Posted by Doug Van Pelt at September 11, 2008 11:29 AM