aw Angie, you just gave me a grade-school flashback: quick...drop and roll under
your desk. Put your hands over your head."
Because--boys and girls--THAT will save you from the nuclear bomb Russians are going to drop on our little grade school up in the hills of Pittsburgh.
Be safe, my friend. You have to make it to Florida so we will be miserable from the humidity together--like bonding in a Hopi sweat lodge.