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.

6 comments:

Tecumseh said...

Run, JJ, run!

My Frontier Thesis said...

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.

Mr roT said...

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.

Tecumseh said...

Go to Galveston, JJ. You can talk to Ike there. Get a parachute, just in case he drops you off, a bridge too far.

Mr roT said...

Sounds great! There's a BL4 lab on Galv island too, just in case the wind don't killya!

Tecumseh said...

What's BL4? Bacon and Lettuce on all Fours?