Duct tape and Starbucks
Giant X's of black duct tape now protect my century-old windows from the predicted flying debris storm that could ravage downtown. I returned from the store laden with a fresh pound of Starbucks Gold Coast coffee, a few gallons of Arizona Iced Tea along with the paperback edition of the most recent Tom Clancy novel. A few cans of soup (storm hoarders raped the ravioli section) and two bags of Black Pepper and Sea Salt potato chips now await consumption during the boring power-free days of the upcoming storm.
My dad, step-mom and their pets are now safely packed and on their way to Austin. A few die-hards and myself are expecting a jovial time at the "Camp Rice." One neighbor proudly proclaimed, "I'm ready, I cleaned out the wine aisle at Randalls." Forget about State Farm, like a good neighbor, I'll be there!
Evacuees are transiting downtown in a wide variety of interesting configurations: Little cars towing big boats, large pickups filled with various dogs, tarps and some guy trying to hold a couch steady. The coffee shop from which this report comes, Kavah Kanes, still hosts a few customers most of which are soon to leave downtown. As most everything is or has closed, downtown begins to resemble the desolate ghosttown of the early 1990s, when only the panhandlers prowled the streets. The classy restuarant Sambuca has moved all of their interior and exterior furniture to storage on the second floor -- employees have been hard at work since 7am. Azuma, the high-end sushi restaurant next door has securely sandbacked their doors from expected flooding. Luckily, the founders of Texas had some foresight and built the original Texas capitol building on a slight hill. Incidently, the Rice sits on that site. During Allison, the aggressive floodwaters spared this block. the tornados however, pose a substantial concern.
For now, I am going to enjoy a fresh cup of coffee and the solitude of an partially evacuated downtown..
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bd
My dad, step-mom and their pets are now safely packed and on their way to Austin. A few die-hards and myself are expecting a jovial time at the "Camp Rice." One neighbor proudly proclaimed, "I'm ready, I cleaned out the wine aisle at Randalls." Forget about State Farm, like a good neighbor, I'll be there!
Evacuees are transiting downtown in a wide variety of interesting configurations: Little cars towing big boats, large pickups filled with various dogs, tarps and some guy trying to hold a couch steady. The coffee shop from which this report comes, Kavah Kanes, still hosts a few customers most of which are soon to leave downtown. As most everything is or has closed, downtown begins to resemble the desolate ghosttown of the early 1990s, when only the panhandlers prowled the streets. The classy restuarant Sambuca has moved all of their interior and exterior furniture to storage on the second floor -- employees have been hard at work since 7am. Azuma, the high-end sushi restaurant next door has securely sandbacked their doors from expected flooding. Luckily, the founders of Texas had some foresight and built the original Texas capitol building on a slight hill. Incidently, the Rice sits on that site. During Allison, the aggressive floodwaters spared this block. the tornados however, pose a substantial concern.
For now, I am going to enjoy a fresh cup of coffee and the solitude of an partially evacuated downtown..
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bd
posted by Brian Dear at 8:05 PM
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