Ooooooo, That Beyotch

Five years after Katrina and I'm sure everyone who didn't live through it is sick to death of hearing about it.

Tough. 

I lived through it.  Over 1800 people in Florida, Mississippi and Louisiana didn't mainly due to poverty, age, stubborness and the government's inability to understand that building a channel straight from the Gulf of Mexico to Lake Pontchartrain just MIGHT cause some problems if a hurricane ever decided to come up the MR-GO (Mississippi River-Gulf Outlet).  So Katrina came along, knocked down a bunch of houses on the Mississippi Coast and then thought, "Hmmmm.  There's that nice little channel over there in New Orleans.  They think they're OK because I devastated Mississippi.  Well, let me show them how Mother Nature can just surprise the F**K out of you!"  So she flooded St. Bernard Parish, which unfortunately happens frequently, and then roared up the MR-GO, knocked over a wall and flooded most of New Orleans, sparing only the French Quarter.  Oh, and flooded Metairie, too, just for shits and giggles.

It's raining again today and there might be a little street flooding.  It will actually rain more today than what we saw with Katrina, since Katrina was a WIND event that pushed water everywhere.  Yeah, that's right you stupid insurance companies, it was NOT a flood event in Mississippi and you owe alot of people money who lost everything down there on the coast.  I live 50 miles from the Mississippi Gulf Coast and yet Farm Bureau, my original insurance company, flat-out cancelled me right after the storm for no reason, and when I was finally able to get insurance through State Farm right before ALL insurance companies stopped writing new policies, they said we had to get wind & hail insurance through the state to the tune of nearly $3,000 per year, on top of the $700 regular premium.  I mean, I hadn't even had a chance to file a claim with Farm Bureau!  Due to many toppled trees our roof sustained enough damage that we were able to get a new one--here's what the front of the house looked like when we emerged:

So that people would know we were ok we hung up my rainbow pride flag, the American flag AND our friend Nate's Confederate flag.  Which sort of says Patriotic Gay Rednecks live here, ha ha.

Well, except that if people around here thought that they might burn down my house.  I really thought that would happen when I stuck Obama For President yard signs all over my property but no.

Anyway, Katrina is five years gone, BP nailed us with the oil catastrophe this year, so we're hoping that Mother Nature is feeling kindly toward us.  Hurricane season still has another three months to go, though.

Groan.