Thursday, September 18, 2008

And that's all I have to say about that

Ike has come and gone. The bastard. I'll give him no more glory. But I will say this - as soon as I heard his name, I knew it was going to be bad. Big wheel keep on turning, proud Mary keep on burning, but ain't nothing rollin' around here but the sound of the generator outside my bedroom window. Thank you, Tina Turner.

Now we can say we survived Ike, too.


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