7AM: Kids woke up. Wife sends me to the store for water, batteries, food and flashlights. Wal-Mart is completely picked over. No water, no batteries, no flashlights. Lines are long. Leave with only toilet paper and spaghetti-o's. Success at Walgreen's. The store is virtually empty. SCORE ON WATER, FLASHLIGHTS, AND BATTERIES!!!! WOOHOO!!!!
12PM: Calls from around the country coming in to check on the family: Virginia, Texas, NJ, Cali. Sun is shining bright. Cooler and drier than normal. Blue skies to the west, mass of clouds to the east. Poor New Orleans. One friend and family left New Orleans at 5pm on Saturday and took them 8 hours to drive 120 miles. Went back to Walgreen to get prescriptions filled. Store was packed. Water almost gone. Still had beer though, so picked up a case for emergencies.
3PM: Clouds have set in, but no wind. The children are planning their "hurricane party".
5PM: New Orleans is fucked! Doom and gloom all over the news. FEMA reporting that their simulations are showing up to 60,000 deaths. Mom just called wanting us to drive 60 miles further west to stay with her. Planning on riding out the storm from Baton Rouge. Can't fathom driving 6 hours with 2 kids to drive 60 miles. My company's security and safety department just called to checkin. Wondering if I should be more nervous.
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