Seeing as how I was going on vacation to Myrtle Beach on Thursday, I was supposed to come back today and talk about how horrible the hurricane was, and how manly I am for giving the middle finger to nature's wrath.
As it turns out, the storm missed us. It rained for the first day, then was perfect every other day. When I came back home (Burlington, NC) it looks like the ol hometown got hit worse than the beach. And the worse it did for me was it got a lot of dirt and dust on my car. The worst part of being gone was that my cats tore up my house. Damn cats.






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