The Known

Well ladies and gentlemen, at least one thing is now established; our house is structured to withstand serious winds. Vlad and Anna made it back into the point today; and there is good news (at least for me). They were able to do a walk by the house and found that from the front - our palace was barely touched; it would appear that some ceramic ridge tiles were dislodged in the storm, but aside from that, they said the house appeared spotless. Fear for his life kept Vlad from closer inspection of the rear of the house as signs posted on an adjacent house stated that "trespassers would be shot on site" or some other such defensive warning. I guess someone has been in the area at least watching over our block.

V & A's house also braved the storm well; however, as we all will soon experience, Vlad said he almost fainted when he opened the fridge.

On the Charleston front--after a day of varnishing, Jessica and I met up with Laura last night for some really amazing sushi at the local 'Wasabi' (voted best sushi in Charleston or something). The rolls were clever and filling; I think even your average Scotsman would have enjoyed the TNT Roll (a variety of seafood smothered with spicy mayo wrapped in rice and seaweed, then deepfried prior to slicing--amazing). After dinner, we went to the rooftop of the local Vendu Hotel, and had a drink in the cool night air as local musicians played on in the background.

Today was another day that brought the good news stated above. And tomorrow too will be another day. I believe there is now talk of my office moving to abita springs instead of baton rouge; hopefully, soon I will know where I am going to spend the next month or two of my life. But until then, I will continue to wander from place to place until that day comes when, like the last flood waters from Katrina filtering south, I follow the runoff back to the Mississippi and to my spared home.