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vintage_belle) wrote2011-08-27 04:09 pm
vintage_belle) wrote2011-08-27 04:09 pm
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HUZZAH HURRICANE
Let the Come On Irene jokes begin.
The MTA has completely shut down. There are lines around the block near all hardware stores and supermarkets. People have battened down the hatches with twenty years worth of canned foods and soda bottles - because soda will totally save you in an emergency - for the WHOLE TWO DAYS that we're expected to be under a state of emergency.
Not to say that my house has been left entirely unprepared. We've got our bathtub full of water on the chance that we lose power and can't flush the toilet, and we've got candles and a flash light and everything that needs charging is being charged. Eventually we're supposed to lose power but I'm not sure when that's set for.
In the meantime?
TEA. TEA AND BOOKS, DAMNIT, AND LATER SEVERAL GLASSES OF WINE.
That's how you weather a hurricane, let nobody tell you otherwise.
These are all taken after we'd left the picnic itself. Stevie's friend was in charge of photos taken during the picnic - I don't know if I'll ever see them.
A little post-picnic shot, because I thought it was awesome that my doorman didn't recognize me.
And what's a 1920s set of photos without a little sepia?
The MTA has completely shut down. There are lines around the block near all hardware stores and supermarkets. People have battened down the hatches with twenty years worth of canned foods and soda bottles - because soda will totally save you in an emergency - for the WHOLE TWO DAYS that we're expected to be under a state of emergency.
Not to say that my house has been left entirely unprepared. We've got our bathtub full of water on the chance that we lose power and can't flush the toilet, and we've got candles and a flash light and everything that needs charging is being charged. Eventually we're supposed to lose power but I'm not sure when that's set for.
In the meantime?
TEA. TEA AND BOOKS, DAMNIT, AND LATER SEVERAL GLASSES OF WINE.
That's how you weather a hurricane, let nobody tell you otherwise.
These are all taken after we'd left the picnic itself. Stevie's friend was in charge of photos taken during the picnic - I don't know if I'll ever see them.
A little post-picnic shot, because I thought it was awesome that my doorman didn't recognize me.
And what's a 1920s set of photos without a little sepia?