Okay, so Hurricane Irene didn’t turn out to be the start of the Zombie Apocolypse, but it still kept me glued to The Weather Channel all weekend (with my name and Social Security Number written on my arm in Sharpie marker as a show of solidarity with my coastal brothers and sisters). And so, it’s time for the awards:
BEST DRESSED GOVERNOR (OVERALL): Andrew Cuomo, NY
BEST DRESSED GOVERNOR (SITUATION-APPROPRIATE):
Beverly Perdue, NC (I love the “shit’s goin’ down” collection from L.L. Bean!)
WORST DRESSED GOVERNOR: Chris Christie, NJ (dude, is that a TRACK SUIT??? Are you heading to Five Guys after this?)
And on the subject of dear Governor Christie, yes, Dear Sweet Mama, he does appear to be a schmuck. But I have to come down on the side of the “pro-evacuation” folks… I really do think so few people got kilt because there weren’t a lot of people STILL THERE to BE kilt! Plus, bitching about a smaller-than-expected death toll makes you look like… well, I think you know.
As I have said before, meteorology is HARD, yo. Even with my very limited experience making the stupid graphics, it sure looked to me like we wuz all gonna die! And the very nature of the business (The “Smuggler’s Blues” of meteorology, if you will) is PREDICTIVE.Unfortunately, weather is UNpredictable and dangerous and IT DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU. So, for all those people who’ll refuse to evacuate NEXT time because they didn’t get killed THIS time… may I introduce you to Mr. Darwin?