I am now in New Orleans, for an EM conference. The SWAT team and 20 rabid dogs are patrolling my house. Don’t even think about it.
Rick is here, too, and he got the Delta Force (he won the coin toss for home security). I cannot speak for him, but I will: it’s humid and pretty interesting.
Something about the conference each day.
Rick says watching me type is better than watching the weather. It’s not all that quick or accurate (kind of like weather forecasting, actually).