Sometimes a phrase gets stuck in my head and just keeps repeating like a mantra. Last month it was a random remark by my mother-in-law: “It’s only going to get worse.” But for the last two days, the phrase echoing in my mind comes courtesy of GJ:
Hurr.Ike is wearing a cowboy hat. Looks like he’s going to Houston. Beware.
And it looks like GJ’s right. Actually, with the southerly trend of the last few tracks, Ike’s headgear is starting to look like a sombrero.
In any case, he doesn’t appear to be headed our way, and I’m feeling extreme relief, not that I wish devastation on anyone. Still we can’t let out guard down. Ike could shift to the north unexpectedly, like Katrina did, and then we’d have to get out of town fast.
Here’s hoping this Ike is no Turner.