Hurricane Stevens
I have a friend named Brad Stevens (www.dolobot.blogspot.com), and he is a writer. Sure, as you can read, he is damn good, but his blogger is not more important than Hurricane Katrina.
He just started his blogger like yesterday, and he wants to garner all the attention he can. Well I say he is being very jerk-like. In this time of a national crisis, Mr. Stevens wants us to read his blogger. He says it will make us laugh. Well I didn't laugh when I was picking up families on roof tops yesterday from a Navy chopper. "HELP US", and "WILL DIE SOON" signs plastered the land below as I swooped down to rescue people. I did not see signs that said, "READ THE NEW BLOG BY BRAD STEVENS!" Not one of them.
Like me, Brad is unemployed at the moment, but that extra time is not steering him towards the destruction in the bayou. No siree. He isn't helping us at all with his blogger. Mr. Stevens wants us to read about Burger King (formerly Burger Chef, may he rest in peace) and the new chicken fries. As he checks out with his meal from Burger King, I was checking out of Jimmy Gumbo's Super SaveOn with water for the thirsty children nearby. I was in New Orleans helping people. I even took a shotgun hole to my right leg when somebody thought I had sweet potato pie in my hands. I showed the man he had it all wrong. It was a frisbee that I had found floating in the water. He apologized by tossing the frisbee with me for an hour, followed by looting me. He was a great swimmer.
As the network news programs continue to count cadavers, Brad will keep writing for his blogger. Each week we will get great updates of how people chipped in and helped rebuild a city torn, while Brad writes about gummy bears and Burger King (formerly Burger Chef, may the Chef rest in peace) ...In times likes these Stevens. In times like these.