Well, we’ve learned our lessons. If you have an R after your name, FEMA is not going to be helping you should disaster befall you. Actually, they might not help those with the Ds after their name. It’s been over a week and FEMA has just started moving into the local hotels. Well, they have started writing checks, for not much, for those who can fill out the paperwork. The checks will be worthless anyway if there are no stores left.

So, the lesson we learned, we all need to be preppers. We need to stock 50 gallons of water, at least. We need to stock a bunch of macaroni, noodles and packages of mashed potatoes and rice. I don’t know about you, but I think I’m going to get a bunch of canned meat and vegies.

Those of us with generators need to keep two days of gas nearby with the ability to get far more if we are forewarned that danger is on the way.

My wife and I are in kind of a fix. We can get 3 months of drugs at a time. However, if the disaster hits right before we are due for refills, we’re sunk. We are both diabetic. In light of what happened from the last hurricane, maybe they need to pass a law to let us old folks stock a little away… just in case.

By the way, did you notice there are two more storms forming, one in the gulf and one in the Atlantic. I wonder if anyone has told Old Joe yet. Maybe Old Joe will name these two: I don’t know and I don’t care.