There’s no blood in the water.

I want to believe that it didn't happen.  That I didn't see that professional news anchor look a little sad and disappointed that Gustav wasn't worse and the damage catastrophic.  I want to believe that, but I can't.

(I guess when you basically dedicate the day to watching and hoping for it to happen, latching on to the little things that probably happen every time there's a hurricane, if there's no great damage or loss of life, there's no story, so you'd be disappointed to.  Me, I'd be happy, but I'm weird like that.)