August 29, 2011
Hurricane Irene – Epilogue
For those of you who followed our live blog over the weekend, you have our thanks and gratitude for your well wishes and support. It’s hard not knowing where your next full iPad charge is going to come from, or finding yourself desperately scrambling in the dark for something, anything, that will let you know how long it takes for beer to get warm in a closed refrigerator.
While Planet Moron HQ continues to be without power, that has less to do with the widespread swath of destruction brought on by the fury of Hurricane Irene (or as we like to call it around here, “Really Bad Storm Irene” and more to do with the fact that an old tree finally fell over on some power lines down the street. (As one of the neighborhood dog walkers told me this morning, "I thought everyone had their power back on.")
They are making important progress on repairs, however, having already begun work on marking the area off with yellow tape. And that was all just in the first 36 hours, so we fully expect to have power in time for the holiday. Not Labor Day, probably more like Thanksgiving.
Regarding rainfall totals, based on our “How Much Water Collected in The Passenger Foot Well of our ’97 Grand Cherokee” gauge, it was “a lot.”
As you can see, there is still quite a bit of dampness, and this was after we'd already bailed out the initial 3/8 of an inch. Usually, we expect no more than a quarter inch of water after a storm.
Truly, we are blessed.
We are also relieved to report that cannibalism did not break out in the New York Mercantile Exchange as first feared, nor did hurricane-spawned zombies roam the streets of Queens (those were just Mets fans), but that was almost certainly due to Mayor Bloomberg’s superb preparations in advance of the storm and not the fact that the storm fell somewhat short of expectations.
Finally, no account of a natural disaster would be complete without first blaming it on global warming, followed by the requisite juxtaposition of images of both destruction and rebirth, illustrating that beauty and/or life endures even in the face of great blah blah blah.
We hope to return to our regularly scheduled snark by tomorrow.
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But what about the unquantifiable economic losses? There was no one to take money at the local municipal golf course, so I spent an hour practicing my short game on and around #8 right in the teeth of "mildly rainy and windy Irene" without adding to the town's coffers.
I'm sure there are dozens of horror stories like mine.
Posted by: Michael | Aug 29, 2011 5:51:04 PM
Not to worry. Some obscure government agency will be around with a crying towel and a checkbook. If they (USDA) can spend over $73K(just in NY state) on bringing bed and breakfasts and local farmers markets together, surely a disaster such as this will be worth much more.
Posted by: barryjo | Aug 29, 2011 8:22:04 PM