Houston. Let's look at a map, shall we? According to Google, it's going to take 7.5 hours to get from the Superdome to the Astrodome. And that's assuming they're taking a sedan, not 500 busses. And I've done that drive. It's long, and hot, and through the Bayou, where people don't speak any dialect of English that you'd hear on TV.
But apparently the Astrodome is the only suitable place. They'll camp out, I guess. The Astros no longer play baseball, so there's no need to clear it out for ball games. They've cleared the schedule until November, supposedly. This is going to last a while.
I guess all those broken oil rigs and powerless oil refineries are causing some trouble all over the country. In just the last 12 hours, gas prices have gone up tremendously. It makes me feel good about my recent decisions to
not drive to lab every day, thereby saving money on parking and gas not go to dances every night, thereby saving money on door fees and gas fill up when I got home late Monday night, even though Johnny's tank wasn't yet completely empty
In fact, I didn't even notice the price change because I haven't passed a gas station today. But I did come across this nice little website that allows me to monitor the price of gas at the Shell two blocks away. Well, it's not that sweet, because it can't find my gas station. But you should go look up the lowest and highest prices in your area, and gasp at the wonder that is Supply and Demand.