Tuesday, September 16, 2003

A tale told by an idiot.

Okay, now I'm prepared for the hurricane. I've gotten even more cat food piled up ["We need more," says the little voice from near the floor], and I've mowed the yard. They don't often tell you how important that last step is - when the insurance adjuster comes to inspect the damage, he'll often give you as much as $10,000 more if your lawn is neatly cut underneath the downed limbs and debris from your neighbor's house. But the best widely-available advice is here. Oh, well. We're ready for the storm now. Bring on the sound and fury.

(Speaking of mowing the lawn, I haven't seen any evidence of Rosslyn, the neighborhood bunny in the last couple of weeks. Perhaps she's just moved a block over, where she can more easily raid someone's garden. Or perhaps she has hopped off to bunny heaven.)

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