"One Who Laughs" - especially when it's not funny.
In Hebrew, the name "Isaac" translates roughly to "One Who Laughs". I laughed many times over that this last week.
Not that everything is so funny. I'm kind of enraged at the seeming lack of urgency the Federal agencies have displayed towards Plaquemines, Franklinton, and La Place... But that's another series of posts entirely.
For today, I'm focusing on the fun.
Like the fact that my unbearably annoying neighbor left for the storm, and the rest of the building had so much fun together in their absence. We shared food and jokes. They made fun of me for sweeping all of the oak tree debris off of the breezeway.
And that I got to keep my doors and windows open through most of the storm, because my apartment is North-South facing, and most of the wind was coming from the East. I got quite a lot of rain into my back door that I am still mopping up and washing my box of blankets and sheets because of, but the airflow was totally worth it.
Floyd was having the time of his life, running full-bore back and forth, biting at the raindrops, shaking through the blown over treelings in "my" front yard. I've got great video of it. It's got to be edited, though, and the sound sucks.
Doggy, you ask? Well, here:
This is a photo of Doggy, circa Hurricane Gustav in 2008:
...And here is a photo of Doggy, Tuesday night during Isaac:
So it's nice to know that some people's lives were not upheaved.
I got out for a bit on Thursday to break the monotony, walk Floyd, and see the sights.
Here were some of them:
A house about a block from me, neglected since Katrina, finally gives up the pretense.
None of the young ladies who usually hate to work at my local dollah sto were very pleased to be back on the clock yesterday. I have no sympathy for their "plight".
This is right outside Marcus Garvey Park, on 3rd St and Robertson. The park also lost a bunch of lighting.
This is the place, outside of which, I stand for the Zulu parade!!!!! Ack! That tree has a perfect little notch in it, for stashing one's drink bottle whilst catching throws.
The culprit, linked to half of my neighborhood's power outtage.
The Miracle Workers, working on the culprit responsible for the other half. My lights came back on Friday evening.
I'm back at work today, same as it ever was. I'm thinking good thoughts for the rest of our State. I'm looking forward to hearing that FEMA has finally begun to so the same. Oh but oops, I said I wasn't going to do that here.
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