Friday, August 26, 2011
From The Village Voice: hurricane boyfriends
Posted by Lauren LaBorde on Fri, Aug 26, 2011 at 3:21 PM
Due to the threat of Hurricane Irene, New York is in full-on evacuation mode — which is a feeling us New Orleanians know all too well. (Former Mayor Ray Nagin also knows this well, and is available for any and all press opportunities!) Everyone's in a panic, but the Village Voice has presented a positive side to this state of emergency: It's a great opportunity to find a boyfriend! (Or at least someone to snuggle with until this whole thing passes over.)
Jen Doll, the author of the post, has a point. We all know from experience that imminent hurricanes present ample opportunities for mingling. Stocking up on canned food and batteries at the grocery. Filling up at the gas station. Boarding up your windows. And the feeling of apocalyptic doom that pervades all those situations is arousing for a lot of people — so why not make the most of it? Plus, striking up a conversation is easy, since potential topics abound:
But before the hurricane starts, you should be outside as much as possible, so that you can make conversation with possible hurricane boyfriends. Some good conversational lines are, 'Have you ever been in a hurricane?' 'Do you think this is actually going to happen?' 'What lovely weather we're having!' and 'You had me at hello.'
If a storm heads our way anytime soon, this is something to keep in mind.
And for any New Yorkers reading this: EVACUATE. Trust us on this one.
Full post: How to Find Your Hurricane Boyfriend
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Boyfriend? Really? Well, let me tell you. I didn't find a boyfriend in my Hurricane Katrina evacuation. No, not me. I found (through a friend) a very nice family in Ferriday, Louisiana. They put us up for free. Great! No motel rent. They were so kind. So, very nice, And then we found out the daughter was a crack addict.
The mother was addicted to oxycontin, and seemed to be suffering of some kind of obsessive compulsive disorder. Well, whatever, right? It was FREE lodging. All is great with that. Right?
Until the daughter's crack dealer came to the house because she owed him money. Uh, yeh. That. I thought they were going to come in the house and kill us all because this girl didn't pay her drug debt.
Boyfriend? No. I didn't get a boyfriend. But I did manage to sneak out of the back window with the boyfriend I already had, and escape the drug dealers. I never knew what happened that night after we left. I often wonder if it turned into a shootout. But what probably happened is that the daughter had to please the crack dealer in some degrading way.
So, what's the point of this story? Thank God I already had a boyfriend, because I didn't find one while evacuated during Katrina.
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