UPDATED: Below the fold.
Well, the NHC's most recent cone runs right over my house. Which isn't really saying much, as that stupid cone has literally blanketed every coastline south of the Chesapeake at some point in the past two days. So yeah, I'm not exactly filling the root cellar or anything.

A lot of the public advisories I've read aren't calling for it to become anything more than a very slight Cat 2 storm; there just isn't enough ocean between her current location and the coastline to fuel any real growth. I'm glad for that, since a Cat 2 storm rarely does any more damage than, say, me after drinking a whole bottle of Lagavulin single malt. It's really just a whole lot of noise, pissing, and partying.

As the storm moves closer and develops further, I'll be able to make decisions on what preparations to make. If I stay, I'll attempt to live blog it on Friday night. Debating a drunkblog though, we'll see how it goes. The last thing I want to be when a limb comes through my window or crashes through my roof is fair to middling and three sheets to the wind.

The plot thickens! The 5pm track has it coming closer to our area. Of course, this is still easily 48 hours out, so who knows. By this time tomorrow, it could be headed out to sea.