...Sandy, the semi-mythical Jersey girl Bruce Springsteensang about
and, apparently, spurned, so that she came back decades later to wreck the
Jersey shore, has moved on...or maybe that conscious universe the yoga crowd’s always talking about caught an episode of
Jersey Shore and decided to get all
Old Testament on it...taking lower Manhattan and Red Hook Brooklyn...(which I
know about from that Dylan tune...yes, I do comprehend the world through a lens of 70's rock ballads)...and much of the eastern seaboard with
it....here in Philly, I’m finishing up a can of Mad Max brand dog food...Mad Max: The Dog Food Mad Max Eats!...and
hoping to head out later for Tina Turner’s post-apocalyptic vinyasa class at Thunderdome...
* Totally Serious Postscript: actually went biking around Philly with a camera on Tuesday, hoping
to get some good pics of the local devastation
for this post....it kinda looked like we’d had a bit of rain....thankfully, not
only did Philly get through with little damage, but friends and family in harder-hit
areas in NYC, NJ, and rural PA also got through unscathed, though some are still waiting to get power back....others, of
course, weren’t so lucky, so here’s a link for anyone looking to help out the many still in need...