Hurricane Sandy is on her way. She might be a total bitch. She also might be a sweet little thing, just passing through to say hello. Either way, I hope she doesn’t stay too long. Or better yet, maybe she shouldn’t come at all. Not to be rude, Sandy, but you’re not welcome here.
Our world is so backwards lately. There are so many storms happening in places where they don’t usually happen. Most of these storms are much more damaging than usual. Every time I hear about a major storm causing devastation somewhere, I become more convinced that the world is coming to an end. I don’t want to believe in the whole December 21, 2012 thing, but just look around you. Mother Nature is more furious than ever. And people are stooping lower and lower every day. We do terrible things to ourselves and to others. If Mother Nature doesn’t put an end to us, we’ll probably destroy ourselves anyway.
I don’t want to write about how disgraceful the human race is. The News reminds us of that every day. I’d rather end this post on a lighter note. Why do storms get human names? There is nothing cute about storms. Instead of Hurricane Sandy, it should be Hurricane Savage. Maybe the next storm should be called Hurricane Chucky. The name Chucky makes us think of evil dolls something awful, so that’s a fitting name. Storm names need not be cute, people. What’s next, Hurricane Cinderella? Maybe Hurricane Rainbow? How about Hurricane Giggles? You just know that’s bound to be one awesome storm.
Stay safe, everyone. Hopefully, it will all be over soon. No, not the world! Just the storm.