• Mood: drunk

Strumming my six string on my front porch swing

Moved the hurricane party out onto the driveway to enjoy the breeze. Richard entertained us with his guitar and his repertoire of Jimmy Buffet, Aha, U2, Weezer and Tenacious D songs. Experienced a few energetic gusts of wind but nothing particularly dramatic yet. Eventually the sky clouded over and it started to sprinkle so we moved the party back inside. Then the weather mocked us by totally failing to keep raining.




Emma's artistic rendition of the storm that's coming to blow down our house

Now we're making dinner and contemplating taping up the windows. The bathtub is full, the washing machine is full and there's a pitcher of punch in the fridge. I think we're ready.