So my favorite thing about the hurricane this weekend was that my parents and I stayed up late to watch it on TV.
There's something really bizarre about on-camera reporters standing outside in torrential rain, and basically saying not much more than, "The rain's coming down sideways," or "Yup, this is worse than the last hurricane," or "Ooh, see that? That's part of the roof of my hotel and it just fell off."
We had a lot of fun making fun of them as they tried to maintain their composure. I did not admit to the fact that I rather enjoyed watching Anderson Cooper be soaking wet all over. Mmm, wet Anderson!
At one point, we decided that it would be even more amusing to watch the conservative asshole reporters have to stand out in the middle of a terrible storm, so after much wondering over the channel number (What, you think my parents ever watched FoxNews before?), we watched them get wet, too, and this was infintely more enjoyable than watching staff from CNN or The Weather Channel get soaked.
We still flipped between the channels, though, which turned out to be a good thing -- at least as our amusement was concerned. Because there, about 1:15 on Saturday morning, right up on CNN's screen, live broadcast, the guy said, "Well, it's real windy, Carol," or something close. He kept saying how hard it was to stand up in the wind. And he promptly was blown over. Fell down. Behind some bushes. That couldn't be fun. And it took CNN way too long to cut back to Carol (or whatever her name was) in the studio.
And what did she do? Proceeded to try and have her in-studio "expert" guess how fast the gust that blew the guy over must have been. They agreed it had to be over 100mph. Of course it did, you stupid fucks, it was a category 3 hurricane at that point!
Anyhow, now that Jeanne, or at least the rainstorm that is left of her, is here in NYC, I have to shower (inside) so that I can trudge through the rain to get to work so I can help all the evacuated Floridians and such-like.
In other news, I think the Kerry-Edwards campaign offered me a job last night. God, I wish I could take it... but I really do need my "real" job to still be there for me in November, which it wouldn't be if I left to join the campaign. Oh well. I'll volunteer a bit or give some money or wear a t-shirt. Plus, we're in NYC... it's not like he has a hell of a lot to worry about here, right?
I have more ranting about the election to do, but I'm going to save that for tomorrow...
Posted by Jon at September 28, 2004 12:00 PM | TrackBack