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Tuesday, July 4

Home Safe And Sound To A Hot Humid Morning Coffee Muses

Home Safe And Sound To A Hot Humid Morning Coffee Muses

Happy Birthday America…

The drive home brought me to a few realizations… One, Alabama and Mississippi must use construction zones on the interstate highways as revenue streams. I have never seen construction zone that ran on for tens of miles like through those two states where 70 mph speed zones are cranked down to 50 mph and traffic fines are doubled and the only sign of construction visible are a few construction barrels scattered along the completely finished resurfacing project. Now I don’t really know about Mississippi, this was my first time in the state in forty years, but Alabama has been pulling this since we first started driving to North Carolina.

Every trip thru Alabama on I-59 has had construction zones that run for 20, 30, 40 miles, and I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of construction crews I have seen. So what is the idea of forty mile of slow speed driving when actual workers might cover half a mile somewhere in the middle?

Realization number two, I-10 has to be the worst road in America. The number of big trucks is horrendous, the number of different speeds being driven is probably as high as the number of drivers and there are only two lanes on the majority of the road.

The craziest thing about the trip was, the average speed through all of the faux construction zones was probably between 70 and 80 miles per hour. And that includes all of the long haul truckers.

Anyway, it’s good to be home. The grandkids were ecstatic to see us. Sadly, I already miss the mountain weather.

It’s way too early to be this damn hot.

Now I have to unpack… Later.

Friday, June 23

The Day After Cindy Morning Coffee Muses

The Day After Cindy Morning Coffee Muses

Cindy has left the coast and the summer’s heat has returned. It’s promising to be a scorcher today. Even the morning breeze feels like warm molasses… sticky and slow moving across my skin.

I’m gonna miss the next couple of morning muses as I stare into the rising sun on the highway heading east. Today we pack, and mow… not because it needs it but because it would be way overgrown by the time we return if I don’t knock it down now. Early morning tomorrow… on the road across the Gulf Coast Cindy just pounded with rain and… rain.

Time to get busy….

Thursday, June 22

Damp And Dreary Tropical Storm Cindy Morning Coffee Muses

Damp And Dreary Tropical Storm Cindy Morning Coffee Muses

TS Cindy is onshore somewhere east of Beaumont along the Texas Louisiana border. In our neck of the woods light rain started falling about 6:20 last night. Overnight we have been getting occasional light showers. Nothing very heavy or long lasting. It seemed to me, watching this storm over the last few days, that the rains peaked early. At some point yesterday radar was showing little in the way of rain offshore. And the onshore rain seemed to really peak back on Tuesday going into Wednesday morning.

If anything, Cindy has cooled down what was becoming a crazy  warm humid weather pattern. Also, the rainy weather has the neighborhood Mississippi Kite settled in on his perch to the west.

We’ve got things to do this morning so I better cut this off now so I can get through my email. As the rain begins to fall…

Wednesday, June 21

Unexpectedly Cool Dry Summer's Morning Coffee Muses

Unexpectedly Cool Dry Summer’s Morning Coffee Muses

It’s a breezy, blustery morning on the back porch. The temperature is nicely below 80°. The air is dry which makes all the difference in the world. Off to the east, low clouds are moving to the south with some speed. Of to the west there’s still blue sky showing through the cloud cover. And, did I mention, it feels so much cooler than any morning in the past week are so?

I noticed yesterday that the weather prognosticators were in full disaster voice. I am always amazed at the excitement they show whenever a weather system promises more than your everyday heat and humidity. It’s almost as if they switch into tabloid weathermen whenever the warnings and the watches go up. In most situations I feel they should warn folks, but they appear to be wanting to scare people instead. I know there are a couple of things working here… One, people tend not to want to do the smart thing in a storm situation, and the prognosticators want to try to change that behavior. Two, being a weatherman on the Texas Gulf Coast means your only real weather events revolve around tropical storm systems or unusual rain events, so naturally, anything that relieves the boredom of hot and humid is exiting. So with those two behaviors driving the reports, sometimes the hype rises faster than the water….

Don’t get me wrong… Whenever there’s a storm in the Gulf you can bet somewhere in my line of sight will be a radar image slowly churning away at a loop so I can stay on top of the direction of travel. And sometimes I’ll even have a tv on to keep an eye out for bulletins as they occur. But, most of the time the volume is turned down because I don’t want to here the on-air personalities telling me over and over what they don’t know.

It was because of these habits that we stayed put during Rita while the whole world took a road trip to highway hell. As I headed home from work at noon that day, I passed mile long waits at stop lights and stop signs heading away from the Gulf. Luckily there was no traffic going in my direction. Katrina was on everyone’s mind right then. Before I left work though, I noticed the storm was hooking a bit to the east. So off I went to board up my Windows and prepare to take the family inland like everyone else… but the whole time we were making preparations I was thinking about the traffic I saw and the reports of clogged roads on tv. So, I watched the radar, boarded up the house and ate supper. By that time it was becoming obvious that the storm would slide by Galveston with enough room to spare that I decided we would ride it out in our home.

The next morning it was obvious it had been the right call. We awoke to a nice day in a town all but deserted. And it stayed that way for two or three days as everyone tried to make their way home with every drop of gas between Houston and the surrounding cities used up. The worst unplanned planned evacuation of a city in U.S. history.

Here I still sit, enjoying the breeze, the cooler, dryer air and, with one eye, watching the radar. Have a save day out there and stay dry everyone.