Well, we were wondering why our evacuation drive up to New Roads, north/northwest of Baton Rouge on False River, went so smoothly. Turns out we just placed ourselves a good distance from the main event, but still directly in Gustav Mauler's projected path. Oops. At least he's moving quickly and will be a weakened player by the time he enters Tiger country. Godspeed y'all. With some good fortune, I'll see you in the Dome on Sunday.