Some of our readers have reached out to ask how we’re faring with Tropical Storm Cindy. Thus far, very well indeed: Della Street remains defiant. We still have power but since the storm is lurking offshore, I thought I better post before we lose it. My friends who *always* lose power when it rains, have lost it but not their shit. Sorry, y’all.
I woke up this morning and wondered if it was all over but the teevee shouting. Instead, it’s the lull before the next band of rain comes our way. It is not, however, anything comparable to past systems and most of us are using it as a dress rehearsal. Weather Channel danger guy Jim Cantore will just have to be disappointed. He’s reduced to hanging out with the Mayor:
— Jim Cantore (@JimCantore) June 21, 2017
I’d like to point out that Mayor Mitch seems not to know that one runs away from Cantore. What a poser.
The current storm names, Brett and Cindy, sound like high school prom royalty to me. Not scary at all. At least it’s not Cindy with an I. Of course, then we could crack jokes about the eye of this wet but relatively minor storm.
First Draft pun consultant James Karst summed up the local reaction to Cindy last night on the tweeter tube:
— Hacksaw James Karst (@jameskarst) June 21, 2017
The chair recognizes the Faces for the last word: