Those Pesky Sandstorms

You can't say I didn't try. I landed near Nigel Pettibone (seen in the above photo) and yelled for him to hop in. He whacked my Calvinistic Cartoonmobile with his cane and said he would rather choke on a mouthful of sand than swallow a spoonful of Calvinism! He still doesn't realize I have a tracking device in his cane. He can't damage it no matter how many times he whacks something. 

Nigel Pettibone in Sandstorm

Nigel Pettibone was photographed as he runs for cover during a Kuwait sandstorm. $7,000 goes to Lin Ye Tang for emailing me this photo and for successfully planting a tracking device on Mr. Pettibone's cane. Good work, Lin Ye!

From Corky Velveeta's Digital Diary

Sandstorm!

This short video is just a small portion of what is happening RIGHT NOW as I am typing. Thank God, that my wife and I were home. I looked out my 10th story apartment and saw the sandstorm coming just like what you see here. The roaring wind is shaking the windows and doors and sand is getting in the rooms. I can't see the building across the street anymore. It's there...just can't see it. There is a fine, moon-dust like sand that can blow in from any small opening or between the sliding doors or windows. You can smell and taste it. I can rake my finger on any surface in the house now and there is this "sand dust". It's a little hazy as I view my computer monitor. I'm sure our cars will be covered in sand by tomorrow. The storm has been going on now for hours and I don't know when it will let up. I have never seen anything like this. That's the Kuwait update. Please remember my wife in prayer. She has asthma and this is a monster sand storm.