First of all, head’s up: my K on my keyboard is not working well.  So there may be an errant K here and there.

Secondly, as I was driving in yesterday, I heard a Fox News radio blurb about Bush (Dubya) visiting the flood-ravaged Iowa plains.  The reporter said, “With his sleeves rolled up, Bush promised immediate help to the area.”

I remembered Bush making that same visit in late September of 2005 to Mobile, since he still couldn’t get into New Orleans.  I remember laughing that his sleeves were rolled up; you know, like he was actually going to dive in and lend a hand.

I was angered when I heard this yesterday, not because Iowa doesn’t need the help, but because I was just hitting I-10 when I heard that.  Seeing desolation all around while hearing promises of immediate relief irritated me.

We drove around a good bit today, viewing the damage from the safety of our rental SUV.  I asked that we not visit the 9th; that, I couldn’t handle.  We saw several houses with the orange DOA numbers on the front.  It’s enough to leave you speechless.

It’s just a surreal world here.  Half million dollar homes sit empty, while the white boxy FEMA trailer sits in the front yard.  Entire shanty towns of Coleman tents reside next to parking lots crammed with Hummers, Mercedes, and BMWs.

I’m doing my part to sustain the local economy.  I’m eating my weight in bread pudding and crawfish.