Storm Bunneh reporting for duty!

Well, we've got winds and rain, and there've been reports of tornadoes touching down. 

So far, so good.  We've battened down the hatches, and we're just watching to see what happens.

Bunneh ish dry.  Bunneh also made banana bread yesterday, so banana bread and tea is the comfort-food breakfast.  (Sad when I buy bananas specifically so I can let them ripen so I can make 'nana bread, innit?)

Hope all the other Floridians on my f-list are staying safe and dry!

Irreverent Humor Ahead

Anne Rice, in the news again...

Okay, I'm... not an AR fan.  Haven't been for a long while. But something about this occurs to me.

Suppose -- just suppose -- that the Bible is a fandom.  (There is, in fact, a fandom for the Bible, believe it or not. So we're not just "supposing" that the Bible is a fandom.)  Is not Ms. Rice now writing Biblical fanfiction?  I mean, last I checked she didn't write the Bible -- either Testament.  She may have more money than God, but Christ is not her "character."  It looks like fanfiction to me.  Published fanfiction, but fanfiction none the less.  I mean, she can't expect to pass her version of events off as fact, can she? Oh, wait, this is Anne Rice we're talking about; of course she can.

So... yeah.  Fanfiction.  But it's okay though, because it's Public Domain.  *rolls eyes*

I love the smell of hypocrisy in the morning.

Yabba Dabba Doo!

Okay, around two or three o'clock we saw the winds and rain dying down.  We were without power for about four or five hours, which wasn't so bad all things considered.  The canal is ridiculously high and much with the ALLIGATORS OMG.  I saw one, definitely, and judging from the size of his head, I'd say he was about nine or ten feet long.  I didn't want to get closer to ask him to please ease himself out of the water so I could get a better look.

We've got a few tree limbs down in back and the grapefruit tree is bereft of fruit.  We had a little bit of water get in the house, but nothing too bad.  Got the dehumidifier going, so that's just a matter of time.

Bronte and Kisa fared well, though they were pretty freaked out for a while there.  Actually, after things calmed down we opened the windows to find that the screen was loose.  Kisa very nearly became gator food (until George yelled at her and she ran for the hills).  But George couldn't find Bronte, and was worried she'd jumped out of the window.  He ran out of the house to look for her.  I ran into the house (I was outside doing something else) to look for her.

I found her in the guest bedroom, on the bed, under the covers.  There was just a lump in the middle of the bed.  I died laughing.

Something similar happened later -- someone didn't close the front door firmly enough, so the wind (which is still pretty brisk) blew the front door open.  Kisa ventured out of the porch, and when George called her, she ran back in the house.  Again, Bronte was nowhere to be found.

Again I found her hiding under the covers on the guest bed.  I petted the lump:  "Good girl, Bronte."

Bronte:  Mew!

I love my kitty.  XD