Football

I tried to call her Saturday night, but there was no answer. I'm pretty sure they went to Virginia for the football game. I don't know if they were coming back to South Carolina today with this hurricane bearing down on Charleston and Myrtle Beach. They may have stayed up in Richmond or even spent the night in D.C.

Worried A Little

I sure hope this storm doesn't completely demolish all of Myrtle Beach. I want to go down there next spring and just hang out and chill for a while. It was so much fun seeing all of you when we went on vacation at the beach. We stayed down at Ocean Drive. There was a funky little beach band doing old rhythm and blues stuff like the Temps and even some older songs from the Drifters.

Waitin' On Her

When she gets home there will be a few cold Cokes in the fridge. I think there's one Red Rock soda left. Those boys from college left their litle cheap, styrofoam cooler in the kichen. All the ice melted and there are three hot 12 ounce Buds in there still connected by a white plastic loop.

"Wicked" Wilson Pickett's singing on the radio. He's singing about,"Gonna wait til the Midnight Hour, when all my love comes tumblin' down."

Love, ain't it something. The boys just had to leave and go back to Columbia right now and leave us here to fend for ourselves in this hurricane. We could have used the moral support as well as some help with the house. They were probably too hungover to be much good at carpentry anyway.

There's nothing like trying to read by candlelight.