So apparently Hurricane Rita is now so powerful and deadly that the clouds have turned red with the blood of its victims. Houston is fucked. My parents are opting to ride it out since they're rather far inland and the current projected storm track has them being hit with the north to north-west side of the storm. Their only fear is the roof blowing off the house. If that happens... Well, "That's life," is what they'd say. It's more likely that the power will go out and they'll get sick of not having A/C and they'll come up and visit me.
We'll probably all get drunk at my sister's place. She still has a ton of beer from the party last weekend. Gotta love family.