Mayor Bloomberg sure has a sense of humor. He took away our raises in exchange for not laying off teachers. Then, he proposed layoffs anyway. When that didn’t work, he criticized us in the media, blaming everyone but his own bureaucracy for the dysfunction in NYC schools.
Now, he has robots harassing us, forcing us to “volunteer” at hurricane evacuation centers. Estás loco, Bloomberg. Go call your friends for help – I’m not one of them.
Anyway. After work today ST picked me up and we went to Lowe’s to refill our propane tank. Surprisingly, Lowe’s was out of propane. Great minds think alike, I guess. Fortunately Home Depot was only a 5 minute drive away and they had a few tanks left. It was more expensive but ST’s piece of mind is worth the extra $5.
I’m worried about this tree right outside our house. It’s big enough to cause damage if falls down. Poor Barney will be outside during the storm so we definitely have to find a safe, tree-less, and pole-less area to park him.
While I was at meetings today, ST was busy securing our grill to the deck, buying extra provisions, and filtering a lot of water.
Side note: That’s 2 pitchers, 3 bottles, and one tupperware container. He is still filtering. Also, the lumpy cake with the yellow flowers in the background is the first tier of our wedding cake. We ate it last week for our anniversary and it wasn’t bad.
He’s also been doing some research (examples: “Science and Math Prove this Hurricane will Destroy us All” and “New York Evacuates Low-Lying Zones, Shuts Down Subway“) that might have made him slightly paranoid.
On a brighter note, Hurricane Irene has helped us determine that we probably don’t want to live in any beachy areas.