You may have heard, there’s a Tropical Storm a-spinnin’ out there in the Gulf of Mexico. It may be a hurricane by the time you read this, I’m not sure. Whatever it is, it looks pretty likely that it’ll hit the Gulf Coast.
Of course, meteorology being what it is, it’s all still guesswork exactly where it will hit, but most tracks place us here in the New Orleans area in the path or on the outskirts. Now, for those of you who live on the coast, you know how this goes, you know what to do. You don’t need my words of encouragement.
But for those of you in the rest of the country who don’t have much of a perception of hurricane season outside of Hurricane Katrina, let me try to put your mind at ease a bit. Most of us down here know what we’re doing. We grew up here, we’ve dealt with this all of our lives. We know when to get out and when to ride it out. For a lot of us that decision won’t be made until the tracking maps come out in the morning, but that’s okay. We have time. And who knows, by the time I get up the latest maps may have it going somewhere else entirely
I feel like I’m rambling a bit here, so I’m just going to say, simply, my point: We’re cautious. We’re careful. But we’re not freaking out and we’re not going to panic, and no matter what those sensationalistic lunkheads that call themselves reporters are putting on your television, we don’t want you to freak out or panic either. We take it seriously, but that doesn’t mean we lose our heads.
I’m going to watch the news, talk to my family and friends, and try to live with Saint Walker’s philosophy: All will be well.
(It wouldn’t be me if I didn’t work in a little nerdity before the end of the post.)