
The other day when I lamented about our post-Ike drive hassles in
Houston, I could have know of would actually get worse. Today, the ten
minute drive from my office to John’s school has taken nearly an hour–
so far. I am about two-thirds of the way. This is what cacading four-
way stops will do to an otherwise ordinary commute. It is tangible
proof: we are far from back to normal after Ike’s visit to Houston.
Them again, I have a home and office, both with electric. That is more
than many have today.
It can always get worse
September 23, 2008 by
A boy and his pet
September 20, 2008 by
You can tell they’re mine…
September 19, 2008 by
Zuzu and Stella take you on a tour of their lemonade stand today in the lobby of MogerMedia’s office building. The two of them raked in $167.75 to benefit The Houston Ike Relief Fund.
Open for business
September 19, 2008 by
Daily reality
September 17, 2008 by
Reports of Houston’s demise are greatly exagerated. So are tales of our rapid recovery from Ike’s ravaging of our basic services. My eight mile drive home now takes about an hour since every intersection is a four-way stop. The daily stress of surviving is stretching our fabled Texas goodwill. It will get better. This we know. It is the waiting that is unnerving.


