The “superstorm” name? I own it. I am not one to duck responsibility.
Hey, I apologize if anyone is offended by my activities. I’m sorry if you were delusional enough to think your petty little structures and arrangements were untouchable. Whatever. If you didn’t want your subways to flood, you shouldn’t have put them underground, just saying.
If it turns out anyone was inconvenienced, that’s regrettable. I’m a natural disaster, and that’s how I roll. I’m a very pure entity, and it makes me sad when people don’t protect themselves. Can you spell evacuate-the-Eastern-seaboard? I hear New Mexico is nice.
That’s my work in Marblehead, Massachusetts
Maybe it’ll be a wake-up call about global climate change. Sorry if you were enjoying sleeping.
But you know, take a chill pill. Right? It’s just weather. Extreme weather.
I take no responsibility for the fake photos. That was completely a human thing. (Sometimes I ask myself, what is wrong with that species?)
So I’ll see you later! Hope you liked the rainbow!
Rainbow over lower Manhattan, post-Sandy.
(Um. That was Hurricane Sandy speaking, not SorryWatch. Unlike Sandy, SorryWatch is concerned about the storm’s impact, worries about those we haven’t heard from yet, and is anxious about how the aftermath is going to affect people. SorryWatch criticizes Sandy for not only being insanely destructive, but being totally unable to look into his- or herself and come up with a decent apology.
Actually, this isn’t SorryWatch collectively, just Sumac, on the West coast. If this post is in poor taste, I’m sure Snarly will let me know. Whenever she gets power, wifi, and cell service again, and her children are able to go back to school.)
Hi, Sumac! From my husband’s office in midtown! The underschooled children and I had an only moderately frightening experience taking the First Avenue bus up here (no traffic lights until 36th street!). They’re playing foosball and I’m finally checking texts, voice messages and email. God knows when school/power will be back in our lives. We’re trying to stick it out at home — we can light burners with a match, and geekboy went out and got dry ice to put in our freezer and fridge (a giant block he broke up with a mallet in our yard like a circus strongman and doled out to our neighbors — my he-man!). We have lots of candles and books and dolls, and Jonathan shaved this AM by boiling water on the stove and then using a bowl. It’s all Little House on the Prairie all up in here.
A lovely friend in Brooklyn has offered us lodging, and if it gets really cold (or we really start to need baths) we’ll head there. The mayor says we may have power in 3-4 days; I don’t know that I can be reliably reached before then. Right now I’m just feeling SORRY about Halloween! If I were a good mom I’d be figuring out how to get the kids uptown or to Brooklyn to trick-or-treat, but transportation still feels very daunting. Sandy needs to APOLOGIZE to all the wee East Coast ghouls denied the joys of this holiday.
Best comment ever!
Excellent comment!
After obsessing about family in the path of hurricane, it made me jump out of my chair! I gasped. Then, I started laughing!
Relieved your response was positive! Thank you, Kris.