Ike was ashore, but it was still really, really windy.
Curious, I used Google Earth to check the miles I was from the center. Around forty miles, as a crow flies. Twelve hours before Ike hit, I was still thinking it would go ashore around Freeport.
Rita, and Ike were "hundred year" hurricanes. I hope so. I don't ever want to see one like either again.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.