Ba... Ba... Baaaaahh...

The very minute we became so sufficiently disappointed in Earl that all fear left the house and birthday candles suddenly seemed a sufficient way to light our festivities, the phone rang.

!! Reverse-911 Emergency Code Red Announcement !!

They said, "You know, it seems calm right now, but be careful. It's going to get worse in the next couple of hours. The storm surges will get worse and don't be stupid."

...or something like that.

In case the full police state that is developing in greater Montauk (which, by the way is NOT accurately depicted in the photograph at right) isn't warranted, and we begin to be thoroughly bored, we plan to set off fireworks, build a giant fire (to combat the air conditioning) and tell ghost stories while drinking prosecco. Yeah. We're that guy.