Tie goes to the terrorists. I'm preparing a power point presentation this morning regarding personal 72-hour survival kits. Everyone should have one of these, regardless of where they live. Do as I say, not as I do, as my family doesn't have one yet. But it will be one of the first things I do at home once I get my mother moved into her new house in Ft. Worth next month.
Still no doubt most everyone reading this are my friends and if they're like I was before I became a "professional paranoid" (as one of my professors used to call us) their survival kits are probably a case of imported beer and a package of beef jerky. And maybe a roll of toilet paper and an old Maxim. I love you guys, I really do.

My point is that in doing a google search for extra ideas I find that every webpage I pull up regarding family disaster preparedness has a family that looks just like this one below. If this is who I'm trying to save, I just might give up.
I guess there's just one thing a person can say when they find themselves in my position: Don't hog the jerky.  ¶ 8/01/2005 12:00:00 PM