Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Perfect Hurricane
We sat out Allen in McAllen, TX. My pop and I had to go out and check on things outside the house while the windspeed was clearly about 60 mph (motorcycle experience estimate--eyes water at about that speed). It was amazing. Looks like Ike will be a dud for me this year unless we go chase it in Port Lavaca. Need to rent a Hummer.
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Run, JJ, run!
JJ, I'll swing down in one of these and we'll make a bee-line for Padre Island.
Have the beer cooler stocked and ready.
Good idea mft. I'm sittin' this one out and I'm down to one case of Stone already. The pre-party hurricane party went a little too well.
Go to Galveston, JJ. You can talk to Ike there. Get a parachute, just in case he drops you off, a bridge too far.
Sounds great! There's a BL4 lab on Galv island too, just in case the wind don't killya!
What's BL4? Bacon and Lettuce on all Fours?
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