If your Georgia Bulldogs are coming off a big win and playing a Conference USA team while a giant distraction looms offshore in the Atlantic Ocean, you could probably use a drink. I can help you with that.
I’ve experienced five hurricanes personally. That is, five which were at hurricane strength when they passed over my head, in addition to the various detritus of tropical cyclones which pass through the Peach State annually. The first was Hugo, which attacked adolescent me personally by emptying then depositing my family’s almost new above ground swimming pool into a pine tree.