Weather report from Florida

So, Fay is taking her time making her way up the east coast of Florida, which is where I grew up and my parents and friends still live. My father, who is usually fairly stoic about things out of his control, such as the weather, sent me the following weather report that I simply cannot improve upon:

"At first, our little tropical storm was refreshing, change in temperature, some windswept showers, a nice break in the summer. Unfortunately, it is being driven by an ancient retired guy from Akron, Ohio, at 6 mph, weaving all over the place, no headlights, tail lights or turn signals. Leaving Florida doesn't appear to be high on the agenda."

It's funny because it's true.