It's all static and energy outside. The crows, who are always flying to roost at this time of night are speeding by, coasting on wild winds and looking for all the world like frenzied, happy things. It's exciting to be on the verge of a good storm. I'm sincerely afraid that our roof, or at least large portions of it, will blow off. I'm hoping we don't lose our electricity, or more importantly our heat! But if we do...there are candles, and the oil lamp, and neighbors to laugh with.
So, Bring it Sandy. I'm ready. Mostly..ish.