If Hurricane Rita ends up targeting Galveston and Houston, that will be a little too close for comfort. High winds could reach my area and who knows how much rain may be brought to bear on my neighborhood. It'll have to get closer, of course, before this is more than a guess. I used to not worry about things like this, but then I didn't used to sick. I was healthy and strong. And, like everyone else, Katrina hadn't scared the shit out of me yet. There's gas in the car. We've got Spam and such. The funny thing is how I plan, if worse comes to worst, more about how to pack my emergency bag with my medicines than my clothes.
Aren’t They All Special?
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Although I’ll have to admit that I was obsessed with getting good shots of
the Gambel’s Quail and the Curve-billed Thrashers, I certainly didn’t
ignore all...
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Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! (At least put on your socks and pants.)