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Irene, after…

Well, Hurricane Irene is allll over and the air is fresh. The sky is an incredible blue, the type of blue most seen in the Rockys. No clouds whatsoever, just this pure, clear blue, and New Yorkers are walking around again and they’re smiling.

And the city looks like somebody just took it out and washed it throughly which is exactly what Irene just did.

The subways are running. The buses are running. The taxis were ALLLLWAYS running. And everything looks strangely new. And everyone looks very well rested.

Which shut up in their apartments, they all were.

A cleaner New York…and no one was killed or injured…Now THAT is amazing…

As I prepare to dive into pre-TIFF movie screenings here in NYC before I leave…I hope they are going to be good….There are soooo many films and sooo many titles…Well, it takes awhile to sort them all out…but “Coriolanus” tomorrow night, looks to be a good one. Directed by and starring that helluva nice guy Voldemort, I mean, Ralph Fiennes, and a Volumnia that is said to rank with Vanessa Redgrave’s best and may garner her ANOTHER Oscar…We shall see.

Irene closes EVERYTHING!

I have never seen anything like this. And no, I wasn’t able to get my Morning Buzz coffee from Whole Foods ground. Every Starbucks is closed. Every store with a coffee grinder is closed. Burger King is closed. McDonald’s is closed. The BANK is closed!

There seemed to be a police woman at every subway entrance posted to tell the public no dice.

And yes, it started to rain again, the minute I left the building, but this time I had a super-huge umbrella. It was just drizzle, really. On and off, as I searched to get my coffee beans ground.

Broadway shows are closed, as I mentioned, til next week. And yet, and yet, there were a lot of dazed looking people wandering around, looking bewilderedly at all the closed stores. And oh yes, the movie houses here, closed, too.

All those stunned, not stunning, white people staggering around in this multi-racial New York, wearing nothing whatever dressy, were undoubtedly tourists, who HAD found a hotel in Manhattan, but now with all the buses and subways shut, they are just stuck within walking distance of their hotels…

And there were still a few people with pull-suitcases(I know there’s a better word for that, but I can’t think of it at the moment. I must be dazed a bit, too.) but only a few, and they were all guys…Last minute-itis…Gets you stuck.

Never before has New York City which LIVES by mass transporation, ever had it ALLLL shut down.

Me, I’m getting cabin fever stuck in here…And the storm has yet to reach here…We’ve got two more days of this. Or a day and a half…I guess I’m glad I stocked up, and ran around, and endured those lonnnnnnnng lines the way I did yesterday and this morning, because now….there’s nothing….

The one restaurant/fast food place I saw open was PACKED with people, all hungry tourists, PACKED.

Ugh. When is this going to be over???

The rain has completely stopped, as have the buses & subways….

The rain has completely stopped. At least for the moment. No thunder in the distance, as I heard briefly this morning, as I dashed about. And one thing that I DIDN’T do is at Whole Foods yesterday, I forgot to get my coffee beans GROUND!?!?

Should I go out now and see if I can accomplish this before Irene makes it IMPOSSIBLE???

Hmmm…I just might….

Irene Catches me in a torrential downpour, then my phone is dead!

I make ONE last grocery run and get caught in a torrential downpour on the way back! Soaked through to the skin! Shirt, pants, shoes, everything! And as quickly as it started, it stops, but I’m still soaking wet.

I see Duane Reade locking customers out and the check-out winds all the way back through the store, like a snake coiling. Something I have never seen before there. The sky turns from grey to white and back again. The buses stop running. People with pull-suitcases heading – where? The Port Authority? Hotels must be packed! Cabs, however, are EVERYWHERE! So people CAN get around Manhattan, if they can catch one. The city is drowning in a sea of yellow. Taxis. Mayor Bloomberg, nor no one can shut them down! SOMEbody’s makin’ a fortune today!

And now the sun is coming out!

But I return home to find my phone is dead, which also means no internet.

My trusty ole dial-up computer Windows 98 gives me instructions. “Check the phone modem connections” or something like that. And I frantically move furniture to find that YES, the phone jack is out of the wall. My vast collection(not really) of movie posters having dislodged it slightly. Just enough to disconnect EVERYTHING and send me into a panic. But as you see, the internet is back on! Phew!

And all on Anthony Del Col’s birthday! Happy birthday Anthony! He’s in Toronto awaiting the opening of TIFF. Where I hope Hurricane Irene is NOT being felt. Anthony is of Conor and Anthony the Kill Shakespeare guyz and to refresh your memory and to get a Shakespearean thrill, check out www.killshakespeare.com He’s turning 34 today, for those who MUST know.

He’s hopefully going to be doing some co-hosting duties and awards chat once I get to TIFF! But first I have to survive Irene, and keep the phone lines ON!

A first few drops, the streets are deserted….Irene begins

And so it begins. Grey storms clouds everywhere. Humidity almost tropical. The streets are strangely deserted. But the buses, this AM, are free!!!

I “rush” to the library this morning to pick up some last minute “holds” that came in while I was in Montreal, and of course, THE LIBRARY WAS CLOSED!?!?!?

On Channel 7, ABC news told me the libraries would be open today, but not Sunday. So I zoom over there and IT’S SHUT!!!!

Fortunately, another free city bus came by instantly. I ran, yes, ran to catch it, and I caught it.

The streets more than a bit deserted for a Saturday morning in NYC. And the traffic’s light. Lots of people with pull-luggage not able to leave from the airports and so heading for the Port Authority Bus Terminal, which evidently IS still operating. Everybody trying to leave. Except those that live here. Like me…

Only Applebee’s had X tapes across its’ windows facing the street. Stores beginning to close, but many still open.

Duane Reade’s still  operating with GIGANTIC lines.

But the air seems fresher, though humid. And NO seagulls. Usually before a storm the seagulls fly inland. A few sparrows, and of course, pigeons! Pigeons, the symbol of New York City. They never leave. Like me.

Hurricane Madness Begins in New York

Still vibrating with the joie of the Montreal Film Festival, I return to find this massive Hurricane Irene approaching NYC! I’m a native New Yorker and I have NEVER seen the kind of grab-for-it madness that I witnessed at several food stores today, with lines also like I’ve never seen. People grabbing seemingly everything off the shelves in all the stores I hit.

Water was what was missing mostly from grocery store shelves, as I trudged wearily homewards after waiting on endless lines for what seemed like hours. This is what it must be like back in ole Moscow, where it was always showing people lining up for bread. And that’s exactly what frenzied New Yorkers where doing today. Sheesh. You’d think they’d never seen a raindrop before.

There have been storms that have hit this city, but they have little impact. And it’s the Media, of course, whipping everyone into a worrisome frenzy.

Big storms don’t really hit here much and New York is so solidly built it doesn’t make a lick of difference usually. It just giveth the weathermen something to get excited about and take up air-time and drive-up ratings with. It’s good television, I’m sorry to say…

BUT-

And this is the BIG but, Mayor Bloomberg is closing down all public transportation tomorrow, Sat. at noon! Now THIS has never happened before. It effectively freezes everyone in their tracks and makes those at home HAVE to stay there. Or walk, which I do a lot of anyway.

People were out in droves on the street, all with grocery bags or one sort of the other. And they all looked inordinately stressed. Like the Hurricane was going to blow the skyscrapers over. Not gonna happen.

It’s only a category 1 anyway. And as it inevitably wends its’ way up the coast it always gets weaker.

My mother always regaled us with stories of the hurricane SHE was caught out in Providence, R.I. in 1938. The one that knocked Katherine Hepburn’s Connecticut estate down.  She could never stop talking about it.

But I will. Here.

It’s just massively inconvenient. But then, I can still walk to the Library! Unless all the stores and businesses start closing tomorrow at noon, too. Which they might.

I’ve got a LOT of DVDs of movies to catch up on before departing for TIFF, or the Toronto International Film Festival, which is my next stop, and for all of you who read me regularly know, that’s where I started blogging last year! And I’m STILL doing it! I can’t believe it! And I will be blogging from Toronto once I get there, which is still 10 days or so away. So hold on. Or rather HOLT! ON!

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