Hurricane Hannah, Holler News and Linky Lurve

Have ya'll seen the weather reports? It sounds like hurricane Hannah might be heading right for the holler. I thought living this far inland, I wouldn't have to worry about those anymore. I was proven wrong when Ivan came through a few years ago, drowning Big City and turning the holler in to mush.

We need the rain, but not THAT much rain.

And now.. The Latest 'Round the Holler

County For Sale - When me and the Amazon went joy riding last Saturday, I noticed "For Sale" signs everywhere. Acreage, houses, vehicles.. anything you can think of was being offered up by the side of the road. Down at the little town market, beside the "For Sale" signs are those begging for work, doing odd jobs, babysitting, you name it.

People are desperate ya'll.

I don't "do" politics and I honestly don't give a rodent's rump who wins the upcoming election. I just know they'd better do something quick because we're all in a financial tailspin down here in Frog Pond Holler.

When Nature Attacks - In the past two days I've heard of two, separate snake bite incidents. The first was right up the road from my house, when a little old lady was struck by a rattler while pulling weeds in her yard. I should note, that while it's true that I live "in town," it's still pretty rural and you only need travel a few yards south before you're in an actual National Forest. Anywho.. the victim will be fine. Her attacker was apprehended and probably relocated because.. rattlers are a protected species.

The second attack occurred up at Aunt Moses' mountain top home. My trashy, big boobed cousin with the lazy eye's youngin informed me that their big lab mix was struck in the face by a copper head over the weekend. They said his face was all swollen and he looked real bad.

I didn't ask if they'd taken him to the vet because, well, they probably didn't and I didn't need one more reason to be pissed off at my relatives that day. Knowing them, they probably like.. spit tobacco on it or some chit.

You Like Me.. You Really Like Me - Poopie, who's always keepin' the faith over at her place with Butterbean, Babygirl and the gang, was kind enough to bestow an award upon me:

I've known Poopie (in a friendly, blogger buddy kind of way) since the beginning, back when I was learning the ropes with my mountain Gyspsy blog.. back when I thought Bubbles was my friend.. when I had to delete the whole stinkin' thing because I suddenly started getting hits from the Big City hospital because she couldn't keep her big yap shut... but I digress.

Anywho.. I'm sure Poopie would love it if ya'll would stop by and say howdy. Poopie also occasionally writes for another web publication, Dew on the Kudzu. The editor of The Dew is another of those blog buddies I've known since day one. As a matter of fact, her stories about spreading her daddy's ashes and commune living were what inspired me to begin a blog of my own, so I'd love it if ya'll would go by there and show them a little bloggy lurve.

As for awards, I'm never comfortable choosing blogs, so consider this a personal invitation to check out any of the links in the "Brain Candy" section of my sidebar. Just be sure and tell them I sent ya.

We'd better get to work. Bossman is going to kick our butts to the curb if we don't start being productive.

Have a humpalicious Humpday ya'll ... hump it like George and Weezy!

We're gonna get our piece of the pie. I promise. Just keep humpin' it.