Dealing with depression

A tropical depression, that is. Or typhoon if you will, although since it made landfall the storm became depressed or something and is weaker now.

What a difference a day makes!

Ulysses iS packing quite the punch, I’ll Grant you that. *ahem*

Pretty much a direct hit.

The sound of the wind’s fury woke me up around 0230. I figured the power grid wouldn’t withstand it for long and sure enough, things went dark shortly thereafter. I’m writing this post on battery power and my phone’s hotspot. Get it while you can!

It seems like only yesterday the sun was shining and I was out hiking and enthusiastically embracing the beauty of mother nature. Oh wait, that’s was yesterday. Mother nature can be a fickle bitch, can’t she?

Here’s the Hash trail we scouted yesterday. I’m thinking about what potential impact all this rain will have on our best laid plans.

It will be muddier and more slippery that’s for sure and one section may or may not be under water. Won’t know for sure until we go back out on Sunday to mark the trail. Oh well, we Hash rain or shine!

Me and my fellow scouts, Jim and Scott. Scott is the co-Hare on Monday, Jim will be working the logistics of getting the beer and ice chests to the community center On-Home…
This should work…
A little bungle in the jungle.
My weekly tree shot.
Valley view.
I actually thought about this “house” during the windy night and wondered how (or if) it was holding up in the storm.
A group of cookie lovers!
What a cutie! I don’t mean YOU, Jim!
Our second climb of the day included these steps…
Scott tripped and fell twice during the hike but here is one of him on his feet!
“Man, that would make a great post!”

Hope you enjoyed it.

Looks like I’m gonna be stuck inside all day with no power. If the rain lets up a little I might chance going out in search of a hotel room. Otherwise I’ll just tough it out I suppose. Oh, I have found several spots where the wind blown water is invading my house. Including the puddle under my desk that is soaking my feet as I write this. It could always be worse. I’m sure some of my less fortunate neighbors have lost the roof or walls in their shanty shacks.

I’ll count my blessings.


Walking through forests of palm tree apartments
Scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents
Down by the waterhole
Drunk every Friday
Eating their nuts
Saving their raisins for Sunday
Lions and tigers
Who wait in the shadows
They’re fast but they’re lazy, and sleep in green meadows

Let’s bungle in the jungle
Well, that’s all right by me
I’m a tiger when I want love
But I’m a snake if we disagree

4 thoughts on “Dealing with depression

  1. Yikes—leakage inside the house? Can the land be re-landscaped to divert downward-flowing water around your place? Drainage is serious business; here in Korea, there are all sorts of poorly designed walkways next to buildings for which drainage is a problem. In the short term, it might not be a big issue, but in the long term, a leaky, damaged foundation is hellishly expensive to repair. Better to do preventive maintenance now.

    Anyway, great pics of the greenery and the terrain and the shanty shacks. I saw shacks like that during my walk—even took a few pics of them. Good luck to those who Hash your path!

  2. Well, the problem is the house construction. Windows aren’t the tight fit they should be. With the wind blowing the rain sideways, it comes right in. The drainage doesn’t seem to be a big problem up here in Alta Vista, but lots of flooding in parts of Barretto today.

  3. Or I could get Macaulay to do my Culkin. *sorry*

    Eh, the house is a rental and really leakage wasn’t much to deal with. Not worth the hassle me thinks, but thanks for the tips!

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