What Category?

I web stalked myself again today. This happens when I sit in coffee shops, wondering about the people back home. What are they doing now? Could they contact me if they wanted to?

Actually, no one back home is worrying about me or anything else trivial. Gustav is now a Category 4 and headed to the Gulf. My family keeps calling. They're evacuating, not evacuating, waiting, worrying, wondering. I also googled wwl to watch live coverage. Nagin was at the train station downtown. They're definitely smarter this time around. Stores are boarded, busses and trains are full of citizens without the "wherewithal"and en route to Tennessee. I feel sad. I should be there with them. Their trials should be my trials. Their city should be my city. I am lost, regardless of whether anyone can web find me or not.