NOAA to East: Beware of coming 'Frankenstorm

[CountDeMoney]

Man, for 7:49am, it's fucking dark as fucking balls out.  Heavy rain, too.

Going to throw on my Gorton's fisherman slicker like a true Glouchester man to hit the post office and then go grab a couple bags of ice if there's any left, and look for some puddles on the way back.

[Caliga]

Don't forget to get bread and milk.

[CountDeMoney]

Knocked that shit out yesterday, along with as much cranberry juice, bananas and cigarettes I could carry.   The cat and I are good to go.

[Eddie Teach]

I can't get my cats to eat bananas. 

[Grey Fox]

At work, hopefully no tree breaks my brand new shed roof.

[garbon]

Fuck, the hurricane sped up overnight?

[garbon]

I like the Mail's coverage. To hear them tell it, NYC and New Jersey are mostly going under the waves and then the remaining populace will run around looting NOLA style.

[Malthus]

I like the Mail's coverage. To hear them tell it, NYC and New Jersey are mostly going under the waves and then the remaining populace will run around looting NOLA style.

I will miss NYC.

New Jersey, not so much.

[garbon]

I like the Mail's coverage. To hear them tell it, NYC and New Jersey are mostly going under the waves and then the remaining populace will run around looting NOLA style.

I will miss NYC.

New Jersey, not so much.

My only with losing Jersey is that it is the location of most of my pharma clients!

[CountDeMoney]

I roll into the post office, and the place is empty, so I get the counter to myself and naturally it's the "Ummm-Hmmm" Butte sisters working, Buella and Bertha.  And they make it obvious they don't want to be there.

Naturally, I'm going to be polite and deferential so I can get decent service and not a whole lot of bullshit.

So I'm, "God bless the Postal Service for staying open this morning, I really need to overnight Express this."
And Buella's all, like, "Mmmm-hmmm, if we had our way..." Cue roll eyes.  "This is absolutely ridiculous.  Ree-dick-yew-less."
"What about rain, snow, dark of night and all that?"
Cue Bertha's tongue-click/annoyed exhale combo.  "That was Pony Express days.  Them ponies is dead."

Mmmm-Hmmm.

[garbon]

Parts of low-lying areas in Brooklyn/Long Island/Jersey near NYC are already seeing flooding. Not good seeing as how hurricane is still 300 miles away.

[garbon]

I roll into the post office, and the place is empty, so I get the counter to myself and naturally it's the "Ummm-Hmmm" Butte sisters working, Buella and Bertha.  And they make it obvious they don't want to be there.

Naturally, I'm going to be polite and deferential so I can get decent service and not a whole lot of bullshit.

So I'm, "God bless the Postal Service for staying open this morning, I really need to overnight Express this."
And Buella's all, like, "Mmmm-hmmm, if we had our way..." Cue roll eyes.  "This is absolutely ridiculous.  Ree-dick-yew-less."
"What about rain, snow, dark of night and all that?"
Cue Bertha's tongue-click/annoyed exhale combo.  "That was Pony Express days.  Them ponies is dead."

Mmmm-Hmmm.

Love!

[Ed Anger]

Sounds like normal postal service to me.

[garbon]

One way to ride out the storm:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=OTO_NsYkqOo

[derspiess]

I roll into the post office, and the place is empty, so I get the counter to myself and naturally it's the "Ummm-Hmmm" Butte sisters working, Buella and Bertha.  And they make it obvious they don't want to be there.

Naturally, I'm going to be polite and deferential so I can get decent service and not a whole lot of bullshit.

So I'm, "God bless the Postal Service for staying open this morning, I really need to overnight Express this."
And Buella's all, like, "Mmmm-hmmm, if we had our way..." Cue roll eyes.  "This is absolutely ridiculous.  Ree-dick-yew-less."
"What about rain, snow, dark of night and all that?"
Cue Bertha's tongue-click/annoyed exhale combo.  "That was Pony Express days.  Them ponies is dead."

Mmmm-Hmmm.