Actually, Dan Rather has a memo from 1972 that proves Bush secretly signed an executive order to make Mt St Helens an honorary part of Florida, in order to give the state a highest point that was actually above sea level. Rather has also uncovered a mass e-mail that shows Congress is planning to draft St Helens into the Air Force.
Today I received the following email:
You might be a Floridian if. . .
1. You flinch when you are introduced to someone named Jeanne, Ivan, Frances, or Charley.
2. Your pantry contains more than 10 can of spagettios.
3. You find yourself dropping phrases like “in the cone” and “feeder bands” into everyday conversation.
4. You have started to repaint your house to match the plywood covering your windows.
5. The freezer in your garage is full of homemade ice.
6. You have more than 20 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
7. When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, a family room and one interior safe room.
8. Making coffee on your grill does not seem like such an odd thing to do.
9. You have the number to FEMA on your speed dialer.
10. Two months ago you couldn’t hang a shower curtain. Today you can assemble a portable generator by candlelight.
11. At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chainsaw.
12. You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner’s insurance policy.
13. You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
14. You can rattle off the names of three meteorologists who work at the Weather Channel.
15. Someone comes to your door to tell you that they found your roof.
16. Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
17. Evacuating to North Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
18. You feel a strong urge to stand and cheer when you see a Power Company truck in your neighborhood.
19. $6,000 for a generator doesn’t sound too bad.
20. You no longer think of Mother Nature as a gentle and nurturing mother.
21. You think of 50 mile an hour winds as just a gentle breeze.
22. Your car has become an overnight bag on wheels.
23. You no longer put more than $20 worth of food in your fridge.
24. You always know where the flashlight is….it’s usually in your hand.
25. You enjoy going to work just to have some air conditioning.
Josh;
You’re way off base. The real conspiracy is from the metal polishers of the world. You see, back in 1980, they were up in eastern WA with front loaders, filling dump trucks full of some of the finest and hardest gritty stuff on the face of the planet, well, it wasn’t on the face, it used to be underground, but then the big earth belch made it available. Now they have used it almost all up. Having reached the “low stock point,” they are the ones who got Tim McVeigh to tell them how to make St. Helens respond, before he got sent “away.” They have to have this valuable, cheap powder in order to continue making brasso to sell to military school cadets, or they’ll have to close their doors. Quit blaming the Govenrment for all your troubles!
Dangit, people, I am at the crater of Mt. St. Helens, finishing up an interview with sasquatch, preparing to live blog an eruption and you all are checking CNN? I’m breaking down blarriers!
When I was in SF area in the 80’s, one Kentucky Fried Chicken gave Mt. St. Helen’s ash as a free side dish. It came in the small cole slaw container. There was another KFC up near the volcano that had their parking lot covered with ash so they shoveled it up and sent it around to other KFC’s.
I recommend volcanos over hurricanes:
Pro: easier to guess where they will hit, don’t knock out electricity in whole counties
Con: they don’t spin around , not fun to plot their lattitude/longitude over a few days, poison gas.
Actually I guess it is a pretty close matchup.
I lived in Portland during the big eruption in ’80. It seemed the only song on the radio was Jimmy Buffett’s “I don’t know where I’ma gonna go when the volcano blows”. I think it’s time to start playing it again.
The geophys people up here are saying that it’s rumbling but they’re not detecting signs of magma near the surface, so it may only be steam rumbling down there, which won’t make as big a boom. Hope they’re right… since Mt St Helens is in my state for real.
I’ll take a hurricane any day over a volcano. They’re NOT SURE that thing’s going to erupt. We KNEW one of us was about to get smacked. We got flooding, they get fire. I’ll take water… thank.you.very.much. 🙂
Come on Frank. You can’t let a little volcano with a wimpy name like “Saint Helens” scare you. Up here in the Northwest, Saint Helens is considered a girly volcano. We’ve got much nastier ones than that, like Mount “Hood.” Now that’s a scary sounding volcano, no? Can’t you just imagine Mount Hood, sitting there all covered with glaciers, cigarette pack rolled up in his sleeve and one dangling, unlit, out of his mouth, er, summit crater. He’s much bigger than than little Saint Helens, too. We’ve also got Mount Rainier, the real bad boy of the bunch. If he goes big time, could be 100,000 dead, no sweat. Over 14,000 feet of nasty volcano attitude, and only about 35 miles from my house. Yipe!
I don’t think so, you should be safe…
Actually, Dan Rather has a memo from 1972 that proves Bush secretly signed an executive order to make Mt St Helens an honorary part of Florida, in order to give the state a highest point that was actually above sea level. Rather has also uncovered a mass e-mail that shows Congress is planning to draft St Helens into the Air Force.
Today I received the following email:
You might be a Floridian if. . .
1. You flinch when you are introduced to someone named Jeanne, Ivan, Frances, or Charley.
2. Your pantry contains more than 10 can of spagettios.
3. You find yourself dropping phrases like “in the cone” and “feeder bands” into everyday conversation.
4. You have started to repaint your house to match the plywood covering your windows.
5. The freezer in your garage is full of homemade ice.
6. You have more than 20 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
7. When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, a family room and one interior safe room.
8. Making coffee on your grill does not seem like such an odd thing to do.
9. You have the number to FEMA on your speed dialer.
10. Two months ago you couldn’t hang a shower curtain. Today you can assemble a portable generator by candlelight.
11. At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chainsaw.
12. You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner’s insurance policy.
13. You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
14. You can rattle off the names of three meteorologists who work at the Weather Channel.
15. Someone comes to your door to tell you that they found your roof.
16. Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
17. Evacuating to North Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
18. You feel a strong urge to stand and cheer when you see a Power Company truck in your neighborhood.
19. $6,000 for a generator doesn’t sound too bad.
20. You no longer think of Mother Nature as a gentle and nurturing mother.
21. You think of 50 mile an hour winds as just a gentle breeze.
22. Your car has become an overnight bag on wheels.
23. You no longer put more than $20 worth of food in your fridge.
24. You always know where the flashlight is….it’s usually in your hand.
25. You enjoy going to work just to have some air conditioning.
Josh;
You’re way off base. The real conspiracy is from the metal polishers of the world. You see, back in 1980, they were up in eastern WA with front loaders, filling dump trucks full of some of the finest and hardest gritty stuff on the face of the planet, well, it wasn’t on the face, it used to be underground, but then the big earth belch made it available. Now they have used it almost all up. Having reached the “low stock point,” they are the ones who got Tim McVeigh to tell them how to make St. Helens respond, before he got sent “away.” They have to have this valuable, cheap powder in order to continue making brasso to sell to military school cadets, or they’ll have to close their doors. Quit blaming the Govenrment for all your troubles!
Dangit, people, I am at the crater of Mt. St. Helens, finishing up an interview with sasquatch, preparing to live blog an eruption and you all are checking CNN? I’m breaking down blarriers!
Remember! When the lava starts flowing towards you, Duck And Cover!
Jack: thanks! That’s going to family in FLA.
Chublogga: Scuzzlebutt (sp?) will save us!
When I was in SF area in the 80’s, one Kentucky Fried Chicken gave Mt. St. Helen’s ash as a free side dish. It came in the small cole slaw container. There was another KFC up near the volcano that had their parking lot covered with ash so they shoveled it up and sent it around to other KFC’s.
I recommend volcanos over hurricanes:
Pro: easier to guess where they will hit, don’t knock out electricity in whole counties
Con: they don’t spin around , not fun to plot their lattitude/longitude over a few days, poison gas.
Actually I guess it is a pretty close matchup.
I lived in Portland during the big eruption in ’80. It seemed the only song on the radio was Jimmy Buffett’s “I don’t know where I’ma gonna go when the volcano blows”. I think it’s time to start playing it again.
Guess you have not heard about that comet heading towards earth.
Frankj good. Lava bad.
…I see you have filters! No adult volcano humor from me today!
The geophys people up here are saying that it’s rumbling but they’re not detecting signs of magma near the surface, so it may only be steam rumbling down there, which won’t make as big a boom. Hope they’re right… since Mt St Helens is in my state for real.
The language used here to describe the volcanic activity sounds disturbingy like that used to describe one’s bowels during a bout with the flu…
mmmmm…. Southern fried ash….
I’ll take a hurricane any day over a volcano. They’re NOT SURE that thing’s going to erupt. We KNEW one of us was about to get smacked. We got flooding, they get fire. I’ll take water… thank.you.very.much. 🙂
Come on Frank. You can’t let a little volcano with a wimpy name like “Saint Helens” scare you. Up here in the Northwest, Saint Helens is considered a girly volcano. We’ve got much nastier ones than that, like Mount “Hood.” Now that’s a scary sounding volcano, no? Can’t you just imagine Mount Hood, sitting there all covered with glaciers, cigarette pack rolled up in his sleeve and one dangling, unlit, out of his mouth, er, summit crater. He’s much bigger than than little Saint Helens, too. We’ve also got Mount Rainier, the real bad boy of the bunch. If he goes big time, could be 100,000 dead, no sweat. Over 14,000 feet of nasty volcano attitude, and only about 35 miles from my house. Yipe!