Coffee

ducks4you said:

@Marie2020 , Prayers sent for your comfort.

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ducks4you said:

If there is any blame to go around, I would suggest looking at the Real Estate agents who saw opportunity many years ago to build in a place that wasn't built FOR GOOD REASONS. We saw the same thing with houses washed away during Hurricane Sandy, building on properties that should be left vacant. A few years ago a whole town in Tennessee moved and rebuilt a few miles away on higher ground bc their town kept getting flooded out.
This catastrophe shouldn't have happened and there is Always a history about a place to prove it.
I do not blame ANY of the residents in Kerr County. They are the ones suffering.

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ducks4you said:

I commend all of the people who have shown up to help and to work and to comfort in this terrible tragedy.
I also commend the Weather Service. I am a weather geek and I hear the warnings and watches from them every week. There are always stories about people who ignored the warnings AND places where people are beginning to ignore warnings bc a storm bypassed them and hit another place.
NOBODY could have predicted when this river was going to rise to a catastrophic height.
It should have been predicted that it Would happen.
Many locals are saying that they expected flooding and road closures only.
Normal height for this river is 3 ft deep and their desert soil saturates quickly with maximum runoff.
I am praying for comfort for the families.
My hurt from the death of my dog is NOTHING in comparison, just a tiny taste of their mourning.
Please CONTINUE to pray.

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baymule said:

Coffee is ready, spike mine with bourbon.

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baymule said:

On my second cup of coffee. Finally got son on a plane and to Albuquerque. That was Wednesday. Had to go to Hobby airport, on the south side of Houston. That meant running the gauntlet down highway 59, the future I-69 and is labeled with signage for both, then in downtown Houston, switching over to I-45 towards Galveston. All is high speed bumper cars, with idiots weaving in and out of heavy traffic. Speed limit at 65 MPH, I was doing 75 and 80 MPH, with daredevils passing me. Downtown Houston, traffic stacked up and the phone GPS said to exit, then threaded us through a series of one way streets, with other escapees from the interstate madness, and led us back to Highway 59 AKA I-69, then on to I-45. Finally arrived at the airport and son got out.
I was only 38 miles to Galveston, so I went there. I drove around, then got in line for the ferry to Bolivar Peninsula. I hadn’t been to Bolivar since before Hurricane Ike in 2008. Ike covered the Bolivar Peninsula with 12-16 feet of water and utterly destroyed every structure on it. The few people who stayed were washed out to sea and never seen again. We used to spend a week at a friend’s beach house right on the beach. It is now a vacant lot. New beach houses and businesses all over Bolivar. I kept thinking, this is why our home insurance is so high, so fools can build their homes on the sand.
Son called. His flight was delayed twice. Here we go again. I turned around and waited in line for an hour to get back on the ferry. Made it back to Galveston, son called again. We discussed me picking him up again. He called back, 4 flights leaving before midnight, going to Atlanta Georgia, then Albuquerque, or Las Vegas, then Albuquerque, only one direct flight to Albuquerque. Before I got off the island, they loaded up the plane for direct to Albuquerque. I went to Texas City, caught Highway 146 and went north, to miss driving through Houston. I got home at the same time he got to Albuquerque. Crazy.

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baymule said:

On my second cup of coffee. Finally got son on a plane and to Albuquerque. That was Wednesday. Had to go to Hobby airport, on the south side of Houston. That meant running the gauntlet down highway 59, the future I-69 and is labeled with signage for both, then in downtown Houston, switching over to I-45 towards Galveston. All is high speed bumper cars, with idiots weaving in and out of heavy traffic. Speed limit at 65 MPH, I was doing 75 and 80 MPH, with daredevils passing me. Downtown Houston, traffic stacked up and the phone GPS said to exit, then threaded us through a series of one way streets, with other escapees from the interstate madness, and led us back to Highway 59 AKA I-69, then on to I-45. Finally arrived at the airport and son got out.
I was only 38 miles to Galveston, so I went there. I drove around, then got in line for the ferry to Bolivar Peninsula. I hadn’t been to Bolivar since before Hurricane Ike in 2008. Ike covered the Bolivar Peninsula with 12-16 feet of water and utterly destroyed every structure on it. The few people who stayed were washed out to sea and never seen again. We used to spend a week at a friend’s beach house right on the beach. It is now a vacant lot. New beach houses and businesses all over Bolivar. I kept thinking, this is why our home insurance is so high, so fools can build their homes on the sand.
Son called. His flight was delayed twice. Here we go again. I turned around and waited in line for an hour to get back on the ferry. Made it back to Galveston, son called again. We discussed me picking him up again. He called back, 4 flights leaving before midnight, going to Atlanta Georgia, then Albuquerque, or Las Vegas, then Albuquerque, only one direct flight to Albuquerque. Before I got off the island, they loaded up the plane for direct to Albuquerque. I went to Texas City, caught Highway 146 and went north, to miss driving through Houston. I got home at the same time he got to Albuquerque. Crazy.

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flowerbug said:

i'd be a wreck.

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