After the Storms

     This is Poseidon, Diablo and Elizabeth enjoying an early-morning muffin batter breakfast today. They are among the world's most ridiculously spoiled chickens. Life in the yard provides protection and an endless supply of food.

     Others are not so lucky. Our son and I are heading out soon to purchase food and supplies with a generous donation from the Delta Community Club. We will deliver these items to Ohatchee, one of the hardest-hit neighborhoods in Alabama's recent tornado explosion.

     Jace has his own tornado stories to tell from Tuscaloosa. In fact, you can't go anywhere right now without hearing one from somebody. They are heartbreaking but hopeful, because we live in a place where people love to help people. As I've noted on this blog, I've been very touched by the outpouring of support. Jeepers . . . Charlie Sheen even showed up in T-Town yesterday.




     Rumors of benefit concerts abound. Randy Owen may organize one in Jacksonville (I'll be there). Toomer's for Tuscaloosa is encouraging native sons like Hank Junior.

To all my Florida friends and family who have helped: thank you from the bottom of my heart (of Dixie).




Love from Delta.

The World Does Not Revolve Around Charlie

 
Just a tiny blog today, to remark on a few comments made in Chris Bohjalian's Idyll Banter column.

I posted this link last night on Facebook, because I stumbled upon it minutes after it was announced. I made a joke about being on Sheen Watch. (It really is hard to stop observing a train wreck.)

Sheen's Korner

This morning, Idyll Banter focuses on the impact of the past week's Sheenapalooza. Libya has sort of faded into the background. Chris was nice enough to point out that Russian missiles may be falling into the hands of terrorists there.
Experts Fear Looted Libyan Arms May Find Way to Terrorists
Source: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/04/world/africa/04weapons.html

This is scary stuff. Unrest in the Middle East is something I tend to keep my head firmly buried in the sand over. (Okay: buried in the red clay.)

I really don't care all that much what Charlie does next, although I like Two and a Half Men. Maybe he is crazy, but his penchant for capitalizing on it makes him look crazy like a fox to me. If you pay close attention, you'll see him making lots of money.

Meanwhile, the world continues to turn.

Mine will be considerably more Charlie-less.


Happy Sunday and Love from Delta.