Floridians Are Wusses

Cardoe wrote this in the late evening:

It’s official… Floridians are wusses. All over the country we always heard how bad hurricanes are… I’ve now officially driven through 1 and sat through 2 others and I can say “THEY ARE NOTHING!”.

So, I drove through Tropical Storm/Depression Bonnie (it’s debatable what it was when I encountered it) when I was returning from this summer’s Pennsylvania/New York trip to visit Jamie. I encountered Bonnie somewhere in the northwest around Washington DC or Pennsylvania… I forget where right now. Only thing of note about Bonnie was that at one point it began to rain frogs… yes… frogs… there is still one embedded in the radiator of my car. On the last leg of my trip into Florida I managed to drive into Hurricane Charlie, I wasn’t impressed by this storm the least bit. It rained but not as bad as the regular rains in South Florida. There might have been a little wind associated with it as well but nothing that kept me from driving.

Now Hurricane Frances was a bit more fun. We stocked up on water and food and then just sat and waited… and waited… I think Frances realized he was coming on a Friday night and said, “Well… it’s the weekend… I work doesn’t start till Monday… so… I’m going out drinking” and then just got drunk and slept all day Saturday because it didn’t really start raining until Sunday. However the power did manage to go out at virtually everyone’s apartment/house. I was staying with Josh and Jenn and the power was out there but the neighbors across the street still had power for a long time so we got a long extension cord and mooched power off of them. Then Jenn’s dad came up with a generator and life was good. I didn’t get power at my apartment until Wedneday morning and Josh and Jenn didn’t get power until Wednesday night (or was it Thursday morning). I drove around G’ville looking for sex (my term for looking for damage) and I took a whole bunch of pictures. I’ll post them shortly. But basically we sat around bored with no power, getting hot and listening to the rain.

Hurricane Jeanne… the drunk Hurricane that went on vacation before it finally hit. So this Hurricane was a waste of time as well… didn’t even bother getting supplies cause it was pointless. I didn’t lose power but Josh and Jenn did… sucks… I drove down 34th to Angie’s and it looks like a lot of 34th lost power and there was some flooding… but the greatest G’ville sex was on 34th. Big tree fell down OVER the 34th street wall and took out a street light and they had to close off 2 lanes of traffic. But other then that there was no real damage from Jeanne.

And last but not least why Floridians are wusses… They can’t handle temperatures below 65… Soon as it hits 65 they’re all running for jackets and I’m thinking its perfect shorts weather. Oh well… crazy people.

Pictures to follow at a later date.

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