You're joking, right?

Ten days left in the hurricane season and there's a storm out there.

It's projected to come across the state the same way Wilma came through. It's not that I'm worried about storm damage. The highest winds are going to be in the 60 mph range. The pisser is, it's supposed to make landfall on Monday.

Figures, I make plans to take the kids to Orlando to see the Wiggles and we have a freakin' storm coming through. Just my luck.

Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll fizzle out before it gets here. But for now, I'm extending two middle fingers at mother nature.