Man, am I glad I don't live on the Coast anymore! I'm 1200 miles away, and I'm already sick of the hurricanes and the "cones-o-death" that keep projecting to South Mississippi.
I have already talked to Jambo, and if the casinos close in anything like enough time this time, we'll be tossing back "the juice of the barley" in our favorite Irish pub in Scranton, PA at right about landfall.
For the rest of you... this one looks like the real thing. I'm no meteorologist, but I'd bet that Ike could build up a nice head of steam (read: storm surge) and even if it doesn't make landfall as a Cat 4 or higher, it will have 1800 miles of water pushed-up in front of it. People can gripe about the wind all they want... what I still have nightmares about is the water. Nope, I don't envy you guys a bit.
Nagin must be ready to have kittens right about now!
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