-Our survival kit-
Not a drop of rain had fallen yet but half the bag of Hot Fries and a few choice blue chips were down for the count. *Note my nifty 35$ lantern.
Friday, August 26th 2011 - 9:00 PM
-Heck, throw in the the nachos-
My wife and I got together with a few friends at our friendly neighborhood Applebee's for some half priced appetizers. Taking in the spirit of possible widespread destruction and terror, we ordered one of everything. The nachos were especially tasty.
Saturday, August 27th 2011 - 6:00 PM
-Doo doo doo, looking out our front door-
The calm before the storm. Nothing to be heard at this point except the persistent babbling of news reporters.
Saturday, August 28th 2011 - 7:30 PM
-Cocktails, dinner and final preparations are made-
While Jamie cooked up a delicious Eggplant Parm, I prepared cocktails and began to get my buzz on.
Later while Jamie made sensical moves that the news informed us to make, such as filling things with water in case we were out of power for an extended period of time...I made us a fort on the living room floor and started boarding up windows, channeling Mel Gibson in Signs. Problem was we only had one broken closet door and large piece of white something that I pillaged from our basement. In a house full of windows, two were now somewhat boarded up. I felt .002% safer.
-Live from the underground-
After losing power right in the midst of meteorologists seemingly playing a game of "guess where the next tornado warning will be for!" I made the executive decision to move our sleepover with Irene down to the basement of our home.
Sunday August 28th, 2011 - 4:00 AM
-Insomniac theater-
Jamie fell asleep a few minutes after that last video was taken leaving me alone with my thoughts, in a pitch black basement. I can never be sure if the hullabaloo coming from above us at this ungodly hour was truly as terrifying as I now remember it (it was the peak of the storm) or it was just the combined effect of the rum, lack of sleep, nine different candle scents at once and no air conditioner. Regretfully I have no photo or video to encapsulate this time due to the fact that I needed my bearings in case I had to perform a swift ninja maneuver. However if you were awake like me you know that this was indeed the crescendo of the shit show.
Sunday August 28th, 2011 - 6:00 AM
-Worst is over & I'd like a grilled cheese sandwich-
Sunday August 28th, 2011 - 11:00 AM
-Surveying the wreckage-
*Our backyard, I'm tired just looking at it.
and finally...
*The mystery branch in front of Mario's (I'm going with the aliens dropped it there during the storm just to mess with us)
Sunday August 28th, 2011 - 12:00 PM
-Margaret Red Shutters-
Sunday August 28th, 5:00 PM
-Ending the day at a Ghost Town-
