Trying To Reason With Hurricane Season – An Eye On Irene

It looks like Irene is going to be storm to keep an eye on. I’ve heard that our friends in the Virgin Islands and Puerto Rico took a lashing from Irene yesterday and last night. I hope everything is okay with everyone there.

I’m not one to stir the drama pot, and don’t think Irene is going to be too much of a concern, but when you’re home sits in the middle of the cone of probability, or whatever the hell they call that thing, it’s good to keep a weather eye on the horizon. That being said, I think I’ll be heading to the store today for some hurricane provisions; water, canned food, beer, batteries and maybe some more beer. Maybe the ingredients to make one of these tasty cocktails as well.

Being that today is Music Monday, I thought Mr. Buffett’s classic “Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season” was an appropriate choice today. Here is a descent live video of the song and below are the lyrics.

Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season Lyrics

Squalls out on the gulf stream
Big storm’s comin’ soon
I passed out in my hammock
And God I slept ’til way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn’t have to look far
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar

Chorus:
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
I can’t run at this pace very long
Yes it’s quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on

There’s somethin’ about this Sunday
It’s a most peculiar gray
Strollin’ down the avenue that’s known as A1A
Feelin’ tired, then I got inspired
I knew that it wouldn’t last long
So all alone I walked back home
Sat on my beach and then I made up this song

Chorus:
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
I can’t run at this pace very long
Yes it’s quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
But then it cleans me out and then I can go on

Well the wind is blowin’ harder now
Fifty knots or thereabouts
There’s white caps on the ocean
And I’m watchin’ for waterspouts
It’s time to close the shutters
It’s time to go inside
In a week I’ll be in gay Paris
That’s a mighty long airplane ride

Chorus:
And now I must confess, I could use some rest
I can’t run at this pace very long
Yes it’s quite insane, I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on

Coda:
Yes it cleans me out and then I can go on

This has to be one of my top 5 Buffett songs. It’s nearly impossible to pick favorites with his huge catalog of songs, but this one has to be right near the top for me.

To all our friends in the Bahamas, Florida and the rest of you in Irene’s path, we will be thinking about you. If the storm turns into anything much to worry about I’ll keep you posted on the details happening around my area. Until then, I have hurricane party provisions to think about.

Cheers,
RumShopRyan

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