An odd kind of day....

There's a football game going on and LSU is doing quite well. Okay, truth be told, they did quite well in the first half but the second half's starting kind of slowly. It is @ 95 degrees and the humidity's off the scale. (For the last few days you can't walk to the mailbox and back and stay dry.) The game will be over soon and there won't be much to deflect thoughts turning to Gustav.

Friends are supposedly coming over for the BAMA game (the guy's a BAMA fan like us --we have to band together), but they live east of us and if contraflow is called before the game's over they'll have a hell of a time making their way home. It's frustrating not knowing how much food prep to do. But, that's part of life. I guess.

Nothing new to say about Gustav. Nothing good, that is. It keeps getting worse. As of now, it looks as if it could be like Andrew. We had more damage with Andrew than with Katrina because we were on the bad side. And we just got a nice new roof. Oh, well. I'll think more about it after the game.