Saturday, July 23, 2005

Top Ten Reasons Hurricanes are Like Christmas

10. Decorating the house (boarding up windows)
9. Dragging out boxes that haven't been used since last season (camping gear, flashlights)
8. Last minute shopping in crowded stores
7. Regular TV shows pre-empted for "specials"
6. Family coming to stay with you
5. Family and friends from out-of-state calling
4. Buying food you don't normally buy ... and in large quantities
3. Days off from work
2. Candles And the number one reason Hurricane Season is like Christmas ..
1. At some point you know you're going to have a tree in your house!

Hat tip: TLH

20 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know hurricanes aren't supposed to make me laugh, but this did!

Anonymous said...

Which reminds me of another hurricane joke:

What is the similarity between a hurricane and a Southern ( Miss., Ala, La....) divorce?

In each case, someone loses a trailer.

Expeditus ( a proud but non-trailer owning Southerner)

Theresa Coleman said...

This is all too true.
Except that it's hot -- wait! It's hot down here at Christmas.

St. Casserole said...

What?

Unknown said...

He's a sort of random commenter. When my husband started a blog for his hiking journals, the first comment other than one for me was from this guy, and contained the same sort of stuff.

Jody Harrington said...

Songbird is right. I got a comment like this from this guy and reverendmother advised me to delete it, so (of course!) I did.

Kathryn said...

EEek...does this mean that tbere's MORE bad weather brewing, St C? We don't get to hear the half of it over here...but I do hope all is well
Take care xKx

St. Casserole said...

Kathryn, Nope, no bad weather in sight. This is gallows humor...
Thanks for being concerned.

reverendmother said...

I have the power! Bloggers do my bidding! Mwah-ha-ha!

I didn't see the deleted comment here, so St. Cass's "whaa?" was confusing. I thought she was talking about Expeditus, and I was thinking, "Gee, it seems like a pretty straightforward joke to me..."

Now, I am caught up. Talk amongst yourselves.

Mary said...

I'm lost on the comments thing, but I love the list!
Wishing you all well out there, St C.

Anonymous said...

Must comment.

St. C was comment on a Mr. "ILOVEHOWDY" who gave a long rambling and unconnected comment.

I, on the other hand, provided a good--if I must say so--joke.

St. C then erased the rambler comment.

St. C was in no way commenting about me ( at least I hope).

Expeditus

Unknown said...

At least it wasn't someone vaguely rambling and then leaving a link to a site that sells coarse, naughty t-shirts! That's what we got over at RevGalBlogPals today. It was my first time ever deleting a comment, which I did as soon as I recovered from the fainting spell induced by the t-shirt site. :-)

Unknown said...

And, Expeditus, I enjoyed your joke!

Unknown said...

And, finally (and much later), St. C, I'm going away for a few days and won't be able to do any wand-waving with regard to the WebRing. How are your technogeeks coming?

St. Casserole said...

Geeks are busy. I'm sorry I'm slow to enter the webring.

mibi52/ The Rev. Dr. Mary Brennan Thorpe said...

Snorfle, snorfle (trying to keep my laughing down to a reasonable decibel level while the rest of the house is asleep).

Of course, there's also the one about eating foods you wouldn't normally eat (like all the stuff that has defrosted in your freezer).

mibi52/ The Rev. Dr. Mary Brennan Thorpe said...

Would you 'splain the Hat Tip for this ignorant soul?

reverendmother said...

Explanation: The rambling commenter probably included a link to his/her website. This random comment is a tactic for increasing one's page rank in Google, and is considered "blogspam." That's why Mr. RM says to nuke 'em.

St. Casserole said...

mibi, I learned from my mentor, RevMikeHouseofHomeletics that "hat tip" is means tipping one's hat in acknowledgement of another's contribution to one's entry. I got the Hurricane/Christmas list from someone else. I didn't write it.

mibi52/ The Rev. Dr. Mary Brennan Thorpe said...

Thanks, St. Cass!