This is Hermine, a tropical storm moving north. Whoa, I was away from the net for a couple of days and this appears! My Dirctv service is suspended because of mismanagment. Don't blame me. All I have to watch is infomercial channels. That doesn't really bother me, though.
This beast is coming into my home state, moving up parallel to the west of I-35, which is freaking great, the rural wasteland is 45 miles west of I-35.
Big wind, rain like the jungle, hopefully no tornadoes. Power failures in big storms are nothing new here. Huddle in the dark and hope it doesn't mean it's your last night on earth. It's been that way since 97 when a massive tornado obliterated the town of Jarrell on I-35 some distance south west of here.
I will update ya'll on how it was. My home county is under a Flash Flood Watch until 8pm Wednesday. In 1957, my hometown flooded plumb up to 7 feet on the Courthouse. You can still see the marks on the northwest corner of the historic building.
They said it couldn't happen again. Of course, they said that the 'Titanic' couldn't sink. It did, ending a sort of Belle Epoque that was the early 1900s. I wish I had lived back then.
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