…grows the flower bred from pain.

Some things are poison to the touch.

So, ask yourself what do you want. As for me, well…

In Houston, 11 days after Hurricane Ike knocked the city off its’ feet, life is only beginning to return to some semblance of normality.

25% of the population of the 4th largest city in America still does not have electricity, including several friends of mine. Right now. Today.

People I know have had cars damaged by flying objects or have had trees crash into their living rooms. All across town street lights are out. Getting anywhere takes 4 to 5 times longer than usual. Refrigerators and freezers must be cleaned of rotten meat and fungus covered vegetables. Phone service and other utilities remain spotty for many.

In Galveston and other towns along the Gulf Coast, the situation is even worse. Far worse. Homes and lives have been destroyed completely.

If you’re interested in helping the relief efforts, I would point you to donate to the Gulf Coast Ike Relief Fund. All proceeds will go directly to helping the struggling victims of this natural disaster.

The fund is being administered by the Greater Houston Community Foundation, an excellent organization of caring people who are committed to facilitating assistance to the people most in need during these trying times. I know the folks at GHCF in a professional capacity and can easily give you my vote of confidence as to their veracity.

If you’re unable to help financially, but still want to make a difference, I would encourage you to place the Gulf Coast Ike Relief Fund logo on your blog or company website in order to spread the word.

Ike may be gone, but there’s a lot of suffering to be alleviated even 11 days later.

Thank you.

Surrounded by bloc apartments, I sometimes wonder what in the world some people are doing. In the US, it would be none of my business. Here, it’s just a morbid curiosity.

Unless I need contacts, it seems Empire has solutions for your throbbing ASS.