A nasty storm and tornado warning just blew through the college campus. I was in class at the time and for awhile we just watched developments out the windows and the professor kept making asides about it, i.e. “The paper is due on Thursday, provided the campus doesn’t get blown flat.” He let us out twenty minutes early and I walked to another building intending to go to my father’s office, but a man stopped me and said I wasn’t allowed to go upstairs.
I found Dad crouched under a staircase in the lobby and I joined him there. I wasn’t especially concerned about the tornado, but I had nothing better to do. Most of the others were herded into two really big theater-type classrooms with no windows. The man who told me not go upstairs came over to chat and said he actually had no authority whatsoever, but so far he was doing well at faking it. I told him I would keep his secret.
They canceled the warning, about five minutes before Dad was scheduled to teach his next class. He ran upstairs to print some handouts for his students. I’m still in the lobby. Shame the warning couldn’t have lasted till this evening and given me a chance to skip World War II class. We’re about to begin on the Holocaust. I already know everything about the Holocaust. I could teach this part of the course, and have the professor sit in my desk. I actually offered to do this, but she said no. Anyway, I am going to be really bored. But at least I haven’t been blown to a land far far away and had to deal with wicked witches and tin men.
The Charley Project Blog 
After reading all those State of Florida updates, I’d just like to say that I continue to oppose those in favor of the multi-billion-dollar land management plan which would see that state sawed off from the mainland and left to drift southwards. A novel approach? Yes, it most certainly would be. But – oh wait….I’m replying on the wrong blog thread. My mistake. Sirens? Of Titan, madam, of Titan.
What about just giving it back to Spain?
Let Cuba have it. That way they don’t have to use rubber rafts to try and get to Florida.
When I found out my Spanish prof was from Cuba, my impulse was to ask if he had come over on a raft. I didn’t ask because I thought it might be offensive. Later I found out that yes, he had in fact come over on a raft.
Never risk insulting somebody that has the power to flunk you.
Well, coming over on a raft is better than coming over in the boat lift from Mariel, when Castro opened his prisons and stuff and sent all kind of people to the states. Some of them were pretty dangerous.
I was trying to sleep during that whole tornado mess- then the power went out and I could not tell what time it was and didn’t know if it was time to get up or not. Danged blinking 00:00 of doom!
Oh, good, all that nasty weather is headed this way.. can’t wait. How are you feeling Meaghan?
Oh, and JA? While we’re at it, can we saw off/secede CA too? Cause I’ve had about enough of that too!!!!
Meghan, have you read The Men with the Pink Triangle? My daughter has this for a class she’s in now and it was so disturbingly detailed.
The doenetwork has a few people listed as missing that Charley doesn’t
Le Tung Dinh missing Feburary 4, 1996, Lisa Noel Sledge missing December 8, 1997, Norma Jean Halford missing August 24, 1979, Eugene T. McCommon missing since December 5, 1991, Gregory Allen Greco missing since June 1, 1987, Johnny Harold Campbell missing since September 14, 1991 and they have several other newly listed people that I didn’t check to see were on Charley I just didn’t have time.
I know. They’re in my to-add folder.
a few more are William Perez, Sr missing October 2, 1990, Timothy Dale Witt missing since November 8, 1978, Jean Chiulchit Le missing since September 13, 1983 and Elvin Cecil Hodge missing since May 24, 1990.