Grab the Oh Shit handle guys, we're in for a bumpy ride

So, we are getting a visitor.  His name is Matthew.  He looks to be a bastard.

This is Matthew

Ok, so maybe this doesn't mean much to you.  Doesn't look so bad.  For those of you who don't know where Jacksonville is, we are in the little dip, between where that M (stands for MAJOR, FYI) is coming off the coast of Florida and the Florida-Georgia state line is.  See where the H dot is?  That is where Beka from The Owls Approve is.

Here is a different view, this time showing wind speeds.

Pretty, yes?

Pretty, NO.  See the dark red?  Yes, that is us getting hurricane winds.  Right now my phone is saying winds will go up to 40 in the middle of the night and then jump to 70+ midday until midnight, then back to 60+ until about 8am Saturday.  That is in my neighborhood.  The beach (about 15 miles away) is expecting 100 mph winds.  So yeah.  Big deal.

BIG F'ING DEAL!  Luckily, the pony is being well cared for inland and further south.

We are expecting no electric once the winds pick up.  No idea how long that will last.  My neighborhood is an older one, so they house is really well built (concrete block and brick), but all the power lines on above ground, and we have lots of old beautiful trees, so I would expect there will be the sounds of chainsaws on Saturday.

Luckily I'm only a mile from work and they have a generator.  And showers.  And TVs.  And couches.  Now where are those sleeping bags?

We are not in an evacuation zone so are going to weather it all at the house.  So we are buttoned up and squared away with plenty of non-electric things we can do to keep ourselves occupied.

Best of luck to all of you out there in the path of this guy (including all my friends further south along the coast in Daytona/Cocoa who will see the worst of this).  Let's hope we don't see him again next week when he comes back for a second taste.