Something Bad is Happening

So, we survived Hurricane Irene. When it finally made its way up to New York City it degraded to just a tropical storm. All day Saturday, my roommates and I were running around our neighborhood grabbing last minute supplies, plus transitioning my new roommates from their old domicile to here. It was a little worrisome, to say the least, because all week we were cautioned to stay indoors during the weekend. We bought soup, candles, batteries, and all essential supplies for a hurricane. And when push finally came to shove, when the disaster that made the world's largest transit system shut down finally came to our home, it... well, it didn't do much. Sure, there was a lot of wind and rain, and a tree fell down across the street from us, but it didn't actually feel any different from any other rainy day. In all honesty, it felt a little like a blustery day in the bay area. It felt like home.

We prepared, sure. We stayed safe, just like everyone advised us to do. Funny enough, my roommates and I went to the grocery store at 7:30 a.m. on Saturday so as to stock up on food and beer (okay, mainly beer). But, when we got there, there was a line already out the door! It was kind of crazy.

Oddly enough, I'm a little sad that nothing happened. At least to us nothing happened, anyway. It would've been kinda cool if the power went out, at least for just a moment, maybe. Candles burning, storm a-brewing - it would've been fun, if not potentially dangerous. 'Cause I stocked up on candles and soup and whatnot; I can eat the soup, sure, but what am I supposed to do with 15 lilac-scented candles? What am I supposed to do?

Some people are mad that Bloomberg shut down the transit system. A lot of people, including tourists (mostly tourists), aren't entirely happy that Broadway closed its doors this weekend. But those same people would've been mad if Mayor Bloomberg did nothing and the hurricane did ravage our city. They would've complained that he sat on his ass. So, yeah, it may have been extreme measures, but I'm glad the city did something. I'm glad they cared enough about their people to play it safe. Just, sometimes you can't win either way. Sometimes people just like to complain.

Next Week: Liz relaxes, and Jason wears glasses.

Stay safe!

-[jimmy]