It is that time again where I reside, which is on the Upper Texas Coast. That time would be looking out at every little tropical wave between here and the western coast of Africa and wondering if that wave will turn into something bigger and badder.
Right now a little piece of atmospheric energy is being watched although it is currently just a low pressure system located about 1,200 miles east of the Lesser Antilles. That location itself is probably 2,500 miles away from where I sit and thus has a lot of water and even island land to cover before it is something that could possibly hit us.
But since we have been hit by two hurricanes during the past three years after experiencing few such storms over the last half-century or so it is something we all have to think a bit about in these parts. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to get some canned goods and some batteries and some water together, and perhaps save up a few bucks for gasoline. Of course, by the time a hurricane heads toward us the offshore rigs in the Gulf of Mexico will be emptied and gas will probably hit $6 per gallon.
Ah, there is nothing quite like hurricane season to make one’s insides churn with concern. Of course, you can take the Bush administration approach: “Don’t worry. Be happy.” Whichever makes you feel the safest I suppose.