Come on Irene

I probably should not have spent Friday and Saturday making fun of all the people who were frantically running around buying up all the batteries, milk, bread, and gasoline. Irene exacted a measure of revenge, although I should be clear nothing terribly serious happened, nobody was hurt, and I suspect insurance will take care of everything. Still, we got home from a short road trip to Virginia to find the following backyard devastation:

I may have to purchase a more substantial chainsaw before tackling any of this, although if Liberty Mutual will pay for it I’ll just get somebody out to chop up everything into firewood and grind the brush up and haul it away. Hopefully everybody is dry and warm and not missing parts of their homes or persons.