Still busy working on my website, got several pages done, but several more to go, too. In between hurricanes, I mean. This time, it's Ike and he's really scary. Current forecasts have him going just north of Corpus Christi, which is 109 miles north of where I live. If he decides to come closer, we may be under mandatory evacuation orders. If so, we'll go to my son's house in Austin. If not, we'll likely go to my brother-in-law's again. Sigh...so not looking forward to three days without power, which, loosely translated, means hot and muggy hell without computers (or TV) again. At least Ike's waiting until after Bones...Just occurred to me that, if we all get our own personal hell if we're bad, mine has to be hot and muggy weather for all eternity. That is enough to scare me into behaving, believe me!

Anyway, if I disappear, and anybody happens to notice, that's why. If that sucker hits any closer to us, the Rio Grande Valley will likely just become another big beach on the Gulf Coast...not gonna be much else left...