Here it comes. Ike is about to make landfall. We're dead center in the path. Well, our house is. We're safe and sound in Arkansas. I'm kind of scared of what we'll find once we get back home. And honestly, I can't believe the crazy people who decided to stay in Galveston. They must have some kind of death wish. The question I came up with for Random Poll Friday today was "do you think our house will still be around when we get back", but I don't think I'll open that one up. Hoping for the best.