Well, you’re probably fleeing that hurricane. I am too! But I’m fleeing to the New England coast, because apparently, I’m an idiot. Can a 25-foot wave travel two miles inland? Probably. Here’s hoping Connecticut kills Irene before it gets to me. By the way, if you’re reading this at the Jersey shore, you probably should drive your car away from the ocean really fast. I think you’re not allowed to be there anymore.

>>>Friday: Philly Fringe Preview at the Performance Garage.

>>>Friday: Philly Fringe party at Random Tea Room, for BREW.

>>>Saturday: Visit ATM, take out as much cash as possible. Convert it to gold.

>>>Sunday: Cower. Think about how nobody ever has emergency provisions. Defend my position from marauders. A hurricane? Really?

>>>Monday: Well, we’re flooded, so you probably don’t have work. But hopefully you’ll catch the Last Mondays Philly Fringe Preview. Sell gold at a loss, because, like I said: I’m an idiot.

–Nicholas Gilewicz