The Last Supper.

[Pizza and salad at La Crosta on 72nd before the storm started last night]

The wind and rain started up last night, with the worst of it supposed to be coming this morning between 8 a.m. and noon. So far... nada. It's definitely been raining since about 11 a.m. Saturday, but it seems like my neighborhood just isn't going to be hit that badly. We kept expecting to be woken up in the middle of the night, but we all slept right through.

Now we're up, watching the endless news and the idiot weather reporters out in the storm... waiting for something to happen. It's starting to look like it won't be that bad.

[Misko is taking it all in stride]

[Hammie is still nervous... hiding in my junk cabinet]