The news is preaching doom and gloom. Our local news has put together a very chilling musical montage as the words IKE flash across the screen in large black letters. The local meteorologists have apparently been drinking gallons of coffee and are breathless with excitement as they discuss the worst case scenarios. It seems to me, that they are trying very hard to disguise the glee sneaking into their voices. They live for this stuff. No one really cares about the poor schmuck giving us our usual forecast, hot and sunny , until...dun dun dun... IKE. The storm team is scurrying around, chomping at the bit. They have their rain coats, hats, and galoshes on call. They cannot wait to be the guy/gal standing in torrential rain for a live shot. "Well Mary, as you can see it is really raining here, the wind is picking up." Thanks for that update Bill, who would have thought rain and wind in a hurricane...
Sorry for the sarcasm, but we have been hearing about IKE non stop. My husband is thrilled about the possible destruction and is glued to the news. It must be a guy thing. He was getting excited about IKE until the UT game was rescheduled. Now Ike is not his friend. Ike Ike baby!!
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I'm sick of Ike, too! Chris is waiting his chance to lead a water rescue team. Ugh.
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