FLYING MONKEYS AND HURRICANES
No, flying monkeys?Woof, kids!
Whew. Big-time whirling and twirling and major breeze possibilities around Tampa. Potential hurricane...did you hear? My very first and I haven't even taken the time to see, The Wizard of Oz, to prepare. Listen you mutts, I hear that flick depicts hurricanes in a fantastically realistic way. Flying monkeys? Man, I can't wait to see them swooping down over Tampa Bay and our condo building. All hurricanes must come with flying monkeys, scarecrows, tin-men and talking lions. What? Wait, Moolie is saying something to me. What? Tornadoes, not hurricanes. No flying monkeys? Well, I told you I'd never seen it...so, never mind.
At any rate, as I am THE Diva of the building (oh, just ask anyone) I'm not getting my fur in a fluff. Well, not yet.
Gaz and his Blackberry are all flashing and dashing...he's a Web news guy and they are getting themselves all ramped for "the really big shoe". Of course, it could also be a small show or not much of a show. Time and mother-nature will tell. You can't fool her, you realize that.
At least I had a cool weekend. B and J were here for a brief moment, but it was packed with thrills and chills.
Hey, I better skedaddle and check our hurricane emergency supplies and verify that flying monkey thing...besides, I'm pretty certain I did not see a single can of Solid Gold in that bag and I'm not eating any canned cheese or stale crackers, thank you very much!
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