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Sunday, August 29
Monday, August 16
Je Me Souviens
Greetings from Québec City, one of those few places on this planet where the postcards don't lie. Everything here is spectacular: stunning views of the St. Lawrence River, the eclectic mix of shops lining the cobblestone streets, the little parks and statues waiting behind every corner. And, of course, there's me, huffing like an asthmatic Big Bad Wolf after trekking to the top of the Citadel. Britt said there were 310 steps, but I know he's lying: there were at least 31,000 by my count. If the climb were any higher, I'd need Tenzing Norgay and a lot of canisters of oxygen.
Tomorrow: back to the flatter terrain of Montréal, where I can reward myself for such an active day in Québec by grabbing fistfulls of Tim Hortons donuts and cramming them into my face.
Incidentally, the Tim Hortons donut chain has a product that's much like the Munchkins at Dunkin' Donuts. They are called Tim Bits. I find this name troubling on several levels.
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Friday, August 13
Hindsight Is Always 20/20
Looking back at the title of this morning's Hurricane Charley post ("Not A Matter Of If, But When"), I guess should have known that with hurricanes, it is always a matter of if.
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Another Dead Celebrity, Another Haiku
Poor Julia Child:
Unless she's going to hell,
She'll have no more roasts.
I have nothing against Julia Child, of course. I just like the whole roast/hell thing in this haiku. Quite frankly, I'm more familiar with Dan Ackroyd's classic SNL impression of Julia Child than I am of Child herself.
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It's Not Raining, It's Not Pouring
Here's the message I typed up this evening for out-of-town friends and family:
To: A Whole Bunch of People
From: Dave
Subject: We Were Prepared ... But Spared
Hello all!
Britt and I are high and somewhat dry. Hurricane Charley decided to take a detour at the last minute, coming ashore near Port Charlotte. As I write this, Charley is rushing across the state toward Orlando. It's never good news when a hurricane hits, but Britt and I feel really lucky that we were spared the brunt of the storm.
The day began with an eerie calm, and the sky was steel gray. It was quiet and surreal, and everyone could sense something sinister in the air. One of my coworkers (who comes from Utah) turned to me around noon and said, "I will never look at the phrase 'the calm before the storm' the same way again."
We got some moderate rain today, and practically no wind. Britt, who didn't have to report to work of course, said the electricity never went out at home. I got back from work around 7 o'clock, mentally exhausted and unable to consume one more iota of hurricane-related news.
Tonight we are safe and sound and we'll be sleeping in our own bed! Now, let's hope that Lee and Michon (my brother and sister-in-law, for those of you who don't know) don't get doused too badly tonight: Charley's expected to sweep through Jacksonville after it gets through Orlando.
Thanks for thinking of us.
Cheers
Dave
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Not A Matter Of If, But When
It is, literally, the calm before the storm. Britt and I left the house at nine in search of a hot meal. We checked drove to restaurants, all closed, before finding a Burger King on South Dale Mabry Highway that had a line of people waiting for their food but just three people working in the kitchen. I waited 20 minutes for those Cini-Minis and, boy, were they delicious.
Outside it is cool and comfortable, with no wind and much less humidity than normal. It is a sinister calm: one that we can't enjoy.
I head to work sometime around noon, and I will probably be there until noon on Saturday. Britt is staying home to hold down the fort. The house isn't in an evacuation zone, and despite the massive storm surge Charley is expected to bring, we probably won't see any flooding in our neighborhood.
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Wednesday, August 11
Football For Everyone!
Gay men and sports: it's catching on! Britt and I have always been trendsetters.
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Tuesday, August 10
Raising 'Cane
Dave Barry has written the only hurricane preparation guide you'll ever need. (It's an old Barry column, but still a good one.)
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Monday, August 9
My Worst Fears, Realized
I've joked about it for years, and now it's coming true. Nooooooo!
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Today's Celebrity Obituary Haiku
Film legend Fay Wray:
Once manhandled by King Kong,
Now she's in death's clutch.
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Friday, August 6
It's A Very Freaky Obit
Rick James' death has spurred a flurry of haiku:
Mrs. Varga (aka Said Sarah) wrote the first one:
Rick James was a freak
Farewell big pompadour hair
Say "hi" to Weezie.
My response:
Very freaky corpse --
Don't bring him home to mutha.
RIP Rick James
The complementary spouse wrote:
When did Rick James die?
I never heard anything
No more Super Freak?
And Jeff Houck (of Side Salad fame) penned these three gems:
At the pearly gates,
St. Peter tells Rick James he's
"Super freak-ay, yow."
In heaven, Rick James learns
Angelic bitches like to
Party all the time.
In Rick James' heaven
There's incense, wine and candles:
Such a freaky scene!
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Sunday, August 1
Out Of The Mouth Of Dave's
Here are some of the things that I said this weekend in Boston when, it seems, my brain wasn't working:
-- "Anorexia is just another word for hot."
-- "We are much closer to where we are than I thought we are."
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