Whew! How exciting to watch the waves get bigger and bigger as I sat in the satellite office of True Stories, appropriately located in Cape Canaveral, anticipating the arrival of Hurricane Irene. Although the only extra work I had to do was load all the outdoor furniture into the shed (looked like Fibber McGee’s closet…old movie reference), I was able to enjoy myself.

Lucky for us, she stayed 250 miles offshore, so all we felt was the amazing rip currents that wanted to suck us right into the waves. Oops! They told us to stay out of the water. But that’s hard to do when they were taunting me with their evil ways…I mean, waves!

So I was over at my office in Cape Canaveral for the first time in over four months. Over the summer I was host to one of the last of the NASA workers working to blast off a lonely rocket. It went off without a hitch and he returned to California. Sad days for NASA. Those people are true patriots and I’m going to miss them.

Walked every day to Jetty Park, thinking up meaningful headlines with every step. Also managed a trip to Grills and Murdock’s, two local hot spots. At Grill’s I saw Derek without his Slammers and at Murdock’s, my favorite musicians, Tom and Mike, also lovingly known as The Tree Frogs.

Good times were had by all.