Now the NOAA has Wilma on a path to hit Florida mid-Sunday. How inconsiderate.

When I first started following the storm Tuesday, landfall was expected overnight Saturday. Friday and Saturday are my current weekend days, so that made things simple: find higher land in Ocala, and come back for work Sunday afternoon. Well that plan’s out the window. Now it appears the worst of it will come while I work Sunday.

I have yet to find out what a mandatory evacuation order, if it comes, means for my current position. But, the St. Petersburg Times, like all newspapers, prints 24/7/365, so I imagine I’ll be compelled to stay. Coworkers in brick houses are volunteering to put up those of us who live in older wood frame abodes. That may be my best option.

The current tracking maps have it hitting about 100 miles south of here, but forecasting is notoriously sketchy this far out. A low pressure area in the Gulf could move north, and this area’d be, pardon my French, fuct.

In the meantime, check out this. It’s the Tampa Tribune’s doomsday scenario series for the bay area, which includes details of how St. Petersburg might become an island and an interactive fly-through of downtown Tampa after a 20-foot storm surge.

Thanks to Sticks of Fire for pointing it out to me.

Here’s hoping that Wilma goes astray. If she carves St. Petersburg into a primitive island isolated from the mainland, I’d hate to have to resort to cannibalism. Again.