Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

August 29, 2008

Waiting For Gustav

Filed under: Gulf Coast,Huuricane Watch,New Orleans — Morwen Madrigal @ 7:27 pm

Well Gentle Readers, I think my thoughts on this hurricane’s path is right- we are now seeing more of a westward trend for landfall. Here’s the current NHC track on the storm-

Now let’s see the National Guard or the NOLA Gestapo drag me out of thie Fortress.

Sinn Fein Darlin’s… it’s up to us to keep the faith and protect our city.


  1. Ma’am, you and the Krewe of Gentilly be careful, please? And be sure to ward yourselves from Blackwater/Halliburton raiders, too!
    Lord David posted a bulletin on myspace about how anyone that stayed and was caught outside of their home would be jailed!?!? I am sorry, WHAT???? Say one of the moggies somehow squished out the door as you checked the porch and you had to go get him/her? You would be arrested? What if the breaker box was only accessible from the outside?? These fools are looking for reasons to make folks leave so that they can have free rein over abandoned properties. “Safety” hmmmph! Safety only so far as one would be arrested if found looting someone’s home/business – but one should be allowed to be crossing the street to check on the neighbors.
    UGH!!! I just looked at wunderground, Gustav seems to not be giving an inch at all westward now…dammit!
    Please my friend, y’all be safe and may the Lord and Lady protect you all and your homes!!! If something needs to be sacrificed to the storm, let it be Seen Ray and Riley. Goodness knows, the tropical storm system would choke to death immediately on such a foetid meal.

    Comment by Elspeth R — August 30, 2008 @ 6:49 pm

  2. I’m certainly NOT dragging you and Betts but know that you’re both welcome here if you decide to evacuate. We love you guys!

    Comment by Desiree' and Helene — August 30, 2008 @ 8:00 pm

  3. My heart skipped a beat when I saw you were staying, but I can’t blame you a bit. Please, please be safe, and know our thoughts are with you.

    Comment by BuggyQ — August 31, 2008 @ 9:38 am

  4. wanted to send email but dont’ have yer addy, so here’s the comment, expanded from the tweet. I’ll try to brief it up as much as possible.
    My dad was a shrimper. He had built this boat, in our backyard, bigger than the one he was running, big enough to make a lot more money, and easier to run so he wouldn’t be killing himself every day. Big as a house, built by hand, out of fir, hard as a rock, with CASH, took the better part of a year, w/help from his buds. The fall shrimping season wasn’t a big one, but it was the goal- get the boat in the water by fall. The hull was ready, primed and painted. The engine had arrived and was in a warehouse down at the dock. Engine and boat both all paid in CASH. I was young, don’t remember the figure- I’d say 30K (this was 1969-70) minimum, prolly more. All that was left was to put in the water, screw in the engine, hook up the pumps and electronics.
    Then Hurricane Celia popped up. We weren’t going to leave, it was a small storm, and my dad was not going to leave that boat. At the last minute, the forecasters were saying this little storm wasn’t like most others and was potentially dangerous. Plus my dad’s mom had just had eye surgery and needed looking after. We lived a block and a half from the bay, so better safe than sorry prevailed in the end. My dad put a long line on the boat and attached it to a steel pole so it wouldn’t float off.
    Celia was a freaky storm, full of tornadoes. Our house was blown up like a stomped shoebox, the boat was nowhere to be seen. We located pieces of it back in the brush a half mile or so away. That fir was like cork

    It was heartbreaking.

    But here’s the point. My dad was a shrimper, a boat man, a man who loved being on the water. It was all he cared about. And because he left, he lived to work on the water another 30 years, and I think he was happy pretty much every morning he headed out onto the water.

    The point of all that is just to validate your hard hard choice, and to remind you, in this stressful time, of this:

    The magic is in you and in Betts, not in the wood and plaster and wires of the new house. As wonderful as your new home is, and I hope to the goddess it’s still there when you return, you carry the spark. You’re the only you to keep doing that thang you do.

    Be safe and stay frosty.

    Comment by virgotex — August 31, 2008 @ 1:02 pm

  5. Thanks Darlin’s.

    I’m waiting to see what happens, but if it looks bad we will be gone by midnight.

    I told Betts to leave, but she won’t go anywhere without me. (I love that woman!)

    Comment by Morwen Madrigal — August 31, 2008 @ 1:07 pm

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