Go North
My mom makes me laugh. I got this phone call this morning.
Krit: G’mornin’
Mom: Go north.
Krit: Wha?
Mom: Get your things. Go north.
Krit: Woman, what are you talking about.
Mom: The hurricane. It’s going to hit Texas.
Krit: The one in Florida? It’s a small one though, right?
Mom: So was Katrina, then it grew in the Gulf.
Mom: Go to Moab. Visit Marta. She misses you.
Krit: Awww… you talked to Marta?
Mom: No, but if I did, she’d say she misses you.
September 22nd, 2005 at 7:32 am
Mom - we know it’s a big one but we are safe in Austin. Promise. The biggest impact for us will be the population surge, not any water surges. (We’ll get some rain, for sure, which is much needed at this point anyway)