You Can't Over-Love Your Underwear!

Hello again!

Sorry for not posting over the past week or so I've just been busy... or at least lazy.

My beach trip was nice. We didn't get to do as much as we'd planned but we got the hell out of Dillon so that was cool. Most of our trip was documented in my three most recent and rambling audioposts. I listed to them after we got back and... wow. I think I'll only be audioposting in the future only when it's an urgent post or something.

But after the last post, I got about 4 hours of sleep (and not very good sleep with Shannon waking up just to bitch at everything/everyone.
Then I got up and we watched CNN to see what Hurricane Katrina had done to the Gulf Coast and it was horrible. But more on that later.

We all showered and everything. Darrell made a run to McDonald's but forgot my fuckin' parfait! But we all ate and by then it was time to pack up.
So we did just that. We packed up and I was miserable because it had gotten hot in the room from all the showers and the opening and closing of the door. But still, we packed. Then we took our stuff down to Darrell's friend's car and Shannon, Rian and myself went and waited for the bus. That was a miserable experience. It was hot and I was already hot from the room anyway and the breeze was steady but it was rather hot itself.
But the bus came and it was nice on there. We took it down to The Viking were Darrell was working (he wasn't supposed to have anyone in his friend's car so we just met him there) and waited for a lady to leave and we went inside where it was nice and cool. That place had a nice lobby... lol.
Shannon resurrected BS from my blog and her's in the lobby while we were chilling with Darrell. Rian played as though it was HIS lobby (and it was, lol). I spent about $5 on sodas because I was dying of thirst, plus the section of the sub-lobby place with the stairs to the machines was glass and had a nice view of the pool. This one lass was sun-bathing and I took a few shots of her (she was topless but lying face-down but she had a great ass on her though she looked like she may be in her 40's and if she stood, it'd flop down a few feet) but all of my photos from the trip were deleted by the time we got back.

We hung out in the lobby for a few hours while watching TV and stuff. Rian was standing at the door with his face pressed to it and blowing. Strange little man... We saw Shannon's dad (who was in town for a law enforcement seminar) drive by at one point. But when we left, we went to The Olive Garden.
I have to say, with the hot waitresses and hostesses, it was cool. My herb-grilled salmon was excellent. Everyone else wanted pasta or some crap but salmon's the shit so... ya.
The main hostess at the door was HOT! Her face and body overall was only slightly above average but that ass... Ah yeah. It had to come at least 6 inches or more out from the small of her back. And it wasn't a fat flabby big ass. It was rather perky and flexed when she took a step but it had that nice little giggle to it, too. And it wasn't all that big. It was perfect. And I'm not an ass-man! But I did take some pictures of it but they were also deleted. =(

After leaving there we rode by the Blue Moon Boutique for some pagan shopping but it was closed so we went to Barefoot Landing.
We found a bathroom for Shannon's mom and then we went to Black Market Minerals to buy Rian a crystal. Since he was born, he's always stared at and played with mine. So Shannon got one for him and one for herself. I bought a bitchin' pendulum. I'll post a picture sometime.
I want to think we did something else while there but I'm drawing a blank. Shannon, if you remember feel free to post a comment and let me know what I left out.
I know we went to Build-A-Bear and Shannon's mom promised to get Rian a bear next time we went but that took like 3 minutes.

Then we went home.

Fin.

As I said earlier, I'd post something about Katrina. She's a bitch.
But really. That was a terrible storm. Being from SC and no more than an hour from the coast, I have had many experiences with hurricanes.
My first was the infamous Hurricane Hugo. Now for some reason, people don't remember Hugo. It hit the coast of Charleston, SC on 9/21/1989. Charleston, for those of you who don't know, is near the Southern tip of SC. I live in the Northern area (of the coastal plains) about 3 hours away. But Hugo fucked this state up.
Myrtle Beach is at the other end of the coast in comparison to Charleston and it was almost flattened. I've seen the pictures of our favorite hotel, The Vancouver, after Hugo hit and, though it was at least 100 miles from where the eyewall came ashore, the building was virtually non-existent. Almost the only thing left were the hanging lamps in the rooms and a few cinder walls. If my friend Darrell can get the GM of the Vancouver to scan those pictures, I'll post 'em.
But where I live, as stated, it about 3 hours from Charleston. We lost power, had trees blown down, lots of destruction, and tornados. Given, the only things that were leveled or badly damaged were warehouses and mobile homes and shit, but still...

But my memories from that time are a little sketchy 'cause I was pretty young.

A local weather man spoke to my GATEway class in middle school and said that Hugo spawn so many tornados that they just stopped counting after 200. That's a lot of twisters, people.

I think Hugo is so often forgotten because of Andrew. It hit Florida in 1992, I think. As far as power and all goes, it was only a little worse than Hugo. It just hit Florida and leveled everything and Florida can't handle hurricanes because they're a penninsula. So mother natured razed Florida and because of inflation, population, and a few other things, Andrew cost more. But Hugo was still bad and its almost a little annoying that its so forgotten.

Here are some pages with pictures from Hugo:
Hugo's Effect on part of the Caribbean
A Bridge Near Charleston During the Storm
Before & After Photos at Folly Beach
Hugo Plays with Boats
A Hugo Survivor's Story w/ Photo

If you'd like to see more, just search Google Images for "Hurricane Hugo", including the quotation marks.

Then more recently, we had hurricane Floyd. I think that was in 1999 or 1998. It wasn't nearly as bad as it almost was. It was a HUGE storm-- The biggest I think I've ever seen. And at one time just before it hit land, it was either a category 4 or 5. But just before it hit land, it dropped down to a category 1. It was sort of a slow moving storm, too. THAT is why it was so memorable and destructive. The winds were minimal but the rains were HEAVY, the storm was WIDE and it was moving very SLOWLY. Almost everywhere in NC and the more NE section of SC had at least some flooding problems. But in some places, it was really horrible. Whole towns completely under water (rooftops included).
But that goes to show that even low category storms can pummel you.

But as horrible as hurricanes are, we're used to them down here. People evacuate and all but they're still used to them, much like Florida. We're in misery when they hit but we know we're prone to them but no one leaves.

My area is actually kind of a bad place to be as far as natural disasters go. While we almost rarely have to deal with them, we're prone to all of them.
Hurricanes, floods, tornados (not just from hurricanes, either), earthquakes (Charleston's set on a giant fault line and from what I've heard, the inter-costal waterway all along the SC coast was made by a fault, meaning it's on one.), and even blizzards.

Hmmm... Maybe that's why this place is shit. Companies don't want to put things here because they know nature may just fuck it up at any moment.

Wow, I need to move.

-=The Prynce