Still at It

As everyone awaits word on Wilma's direction, The Herald again dwells on it's second favorite hysteria, Pythons. Two men--curious as to why their exotic fish pond was rapidly being depopulated of the fish--found an eight-foot python enjoying a fish fry. They wrestled it into a pillow case, but not before both were bitten. (Pythons, of course, are not venomous.) Meanwhile, pythons and alligators continue to battle for turf; as of today it is Aliigators 36, Pythons 0. GO ALLIGATORS!

I did my hurricane shopping yesterday morning and already saw housewives buying 20 or 30 gallons of water. By last night's staff party at The Palace, I noted one word on everyone's lips, "hurricane". Most everyone had done their shopping already, too, which indicated that everyone was staying. (A Jeep Wrangler is being delivered to the house tonight and will serve at the getaway vehicle, if needed. KiKi has packed his tango hat for travel.) If Wilma still stays on the projected path, the major supermarkets will erupt into chaos tomorrow. The Cuban housewives are the most ferocious in shopping for their young; don't even think you will snatch that package of baby formula from her hands. The gays are the most silly; during Rita's approach a fight broke out in Publix between two queens over a bag of potato chips. The apparent delay of Wilma's arrival until, perhaps, Monday does leave open the possibility of another hurricane party by Ditmar.

I don't eat much at a sitting unless it is an "event", so I loaded up on taste. In recent years a wide variety of vacuum-packed foods have become available, so I was able to include such things as salmon, smoked oysters, spiced clams, and crabmeat to the list. (Having an outdoor gas grill is essential to this ordeal, if it takes place.) KiKi is well taken care of too, as his palate lends itself to tasty items (actually the very same I eat).

Chris is right in respect to taking precaution. The house is only eight blocks from the Atlantic if you count the beach itself, too, and a walk two blocks up to the 20th Street canal showed it disturbingly already up to the lawns of the homes on it because of the full moon. Everyone is holding their breath on this one.