After I performed the list of tasks below, I wrote this blog while consuming a Grey Goose and orange juice. Gotta load up on Vitamin C before the storm, kids!
Hurricane Sandy is on her way. As a resident of Pennsylvania, I’m following along with the traditional inclement weather protocol of panicking while purchasing bread and milk like it’s the end of the world.
As a journalist, this preparation includes a few extra things.
1. First, I fed the Boyermobile. It was hungry.
Here I am at Rutter’s on Pennsylvania Avenue filling my car with gas and wearing my jammies just because Cost: $48. But it’s necessary. I’ll probably be out-and-about tomorrow, and if there’s no power I can charge my devices in the car.
2. I stocked up on supplies. Need to keep my glucose up.
Pro tip: Runts, Sour Patch Kids and assorted licorice thingies are crucial to the operation.
3. I loaded up my psychedelic orange gym bag with clothes and deodorant in case I’m stranded somewhere awkward tomorrow and can’t catch a boat to Walmart.
There may or may not be toilet paper in this bag. You can never be too careful.
As you can see, I’m all ready for Sandy. I’m also halfway through my vodka and orange.
I’m going to finish that and get to bed.
Signing off, folks.
