The Demise of Miss Neophyte.

Well.... hurricane Irene has come and gone. Supposedly some places in Queens and lower Manhattan experienced some flooding and what not. But things remained relatively tame around these parts. Good amount of rain. But not even a power outage (yet). 

So now it's Sunday. We have power. Our refrigerator  is cold. It's not even raining. We had plans made! We reworked our schedules around YOU, Irene! And you barely even showed your face. So now what do we do? 

.....howaboutbuildshipsoutofCliffBarboxesandseeiftheyfloat?!?!?

THE FLOTILLA: S.S. Jesus and Miss Neophyte.

 

While S.S. Jesus leaves behind a strong wake...

....Miss Neophyte flounders.

Next time, Neophyte!!!!!

Zak resurfacing the wreckage.

In the end, neither Zak nor I floated away with the waves and winds of Irene. Miss Neophyte, however, did not share our lucky fate. 

Come On, Irene.

There is lots to be shared. Including the exciting news that I'm now a full time emlpoyee. But that's for another time. Today is all about one thing: Irene.

And let me tell you.

We.

Are.

Prepared.

The breakdown: bottles of water, Jiff, red wine, Tullamore Dew, duct tape, cash, Digestives, Cliff bars, chocolate with sea salt, avocados, a flashlight, playing cards. I don't think it's my naivety speaking when I say I don't think anyone could possibly need more in preparation for/the aftermath of a hurricane.

No toe-testing here... JUST JUMP IN!

There is something about mildly misbehaving that turns even the most serious into gigglebags. 

Exhibit A: Jumping into the ocean while fully clothed. 

Before.

After.