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Think about it: Thousands of cars are clogging
the highways as people flee the coming storm. The airways are
filled with emergency alerts and instructions. Entire families
are reduced to staying in a single motel room. The storm looms
closer, closer, closer. And here's this daffy bitch, so
unconscious of what's happening around her, she wants to
know...

"Does
The Hotel Have A Pool?"

"No
Ma'am. It don't. But don't you worry. In two more days the
whole damn State will be... nothing but one big pool."

Well, the hurricane comes to my enchanted
islands, squats over them and savages every square foot with
hurricane force winds... that
last for 20 hours!

I'm sorry God. I beg your forgiveness. No more
wriggling my toes in the scrub and marl and being
happy-as-a-pig-in-shit. From now on, Misery
Is My Motto!

Oooh, a mosquito just bit me! Notice that God?
That sucked a little, didn't it? Oh nuts, my contact lenses
are drying out and my eyes are getting irritated and
scratched. Are you watching this God? It's at least a little
bit of a bummer, right? And hey, that spot on my jawline did
turn out to be skin cancer (a basil cell carcinoma) and I had
to have it removed. That counts for something, doesn't it? My
cats Amigo and Tiger were so traumatized by the storm, I had
to relocate both of them and actually had to hospitalize
Amigo. That's nowhere near "happy-as-a-pig-in-shit."
I swear.

I know. I know. These are all minor
annoyances. But thousands of people just south of me still
don't have electricity and... hundreds
of them... have lost their entire homes. Look Lord, I
don't mean to tell you your business. But, you think maybe you
could see fit to give us folks who live down here "South
of Jewfish Creek" a breather?

Thank you. Amen.

All of which
brings me full circle to repeat something else I wrote last
month:

"Part of my contentment is, I've
discovered a new aspect of my chosen calling which
lets whatever aptitude and talent I have for this type
of work really soar! After reading the last several
issues of my newsletter, have you figured it out? It's
none other than researching and writing about...