Flood Warning
According to weather.com, Jersey is in for another 2 - 6 inches of rain.
It wasn't until this past Thursday that Main Street in Bound Brook was open. Poor Bound Brook! Or as Xman used to call it, Un-Bound Brook. Bound Brook, Elizabeth, and Wayne always get the worst of it. People died in Bound Brook during Hurricane Floyd. Buildings that were one story underwater caught fire and burned down to the water line.
My favorite place on earth at the time, the Palmyra Tea Room, was flooded out and the owners never had the money to start again.
The Army Corps of Engineers did three parts of a four part project, so Bound Brook still floods and it's going to flood again.
I hope that all it means for me is that I'll have to find a different route to work, because right now my trip takes me along two rivers that always flood. I hope there isn't a recurrence of Lake Becs, but I have a feeling there will be.
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Google'll Getchya If Ya Don't Watch Out
I googled someone's nom de net today and found several unpleasant surprises. There's nothing quite like getting gut-punched on a peaceful Sunday afternoon. I don't have the energy or inclination to cry, but I do feel like someone took my guts out, unwound them, then stuffed them back in.
Even though I've suspected this for awhile, it still hurts.
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Eat This, You'll Feel Better
The other day, I thought, all I have at home is poor people's food. Frozen meaty bits that I should cook up. Yesterday, I got yet more poor people's food. Today, I'm cooking it up. I planned a menu for this week, hoping to avoid the expense of the cafeteria. And the torrential rain coming during the next couple of days.
I had broccoli-cheddar soup for lunch. I'm baking brownies right now and I'm getting ready to go put a corned beef brisket in the pot. After that, I'm chopping up the poor people's fruit into a nice, handy, easy to pack up fruit salad.
And I do feel a little better after the soup.
Ah, the brownies are done.
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Canceled Due to Inclement Weather
No long ride this week. No short rides until the rain goes away on Wednesday. And now, of course, I kind of miss it.
I need to find consolation in something today, even if it's whatever I can dig up on Netflix or Hulu. I had been watching "Rescue Me", but that will not serve to rescue me from the gut punch I got today.
3 comments:
Sorry about the gut punch, never pleasant and happens much too often. People can be cruel and they never see it that way.
Your poor people food sounds pretty good to me, can't find decent groceries here in Shanghai at any price. You would have laughed, went into the local market and the guy in the first vegetable stall was wrapping some kind of greens up with rubber bands with a cig hanging from his mouth over the produce. Precise bundles full of ashes. I smoke and was appalled. Left Big Daddy to deal with the veggies and wandered down to the meat and snake tanks. I really need to get some pictures of this stuff.
Do not forget you are brave. I am a chicken and you give me courage.
@fmc - Isn't China teeming with poor people who want work? Can't you get yourself a cook who'll do the grocery shopping and cooking for you? Maybe the American Embassy has a list of 'approved' placement companies. This way you get fresh food and don't have to deal with the ash bundles. I would have gotten myself a houseboy as quick as you can say "Sulu" if I was there.
This is why you make me laugh, houseboy indeed.
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