Danger Is My Middle Name: I grew up in one of NYC's highest risk hurricane evacuation zones so I know danger when I see it.

I’ve weathered storms and swirling seas before. Being the old salt that I am, some gusty winds and heavy rain just doesn’t phase me. NYC is getting off easy with Hurricane Isabel.

In D.C. -- where I'm spending a good deal of time on business these days -- I'm like a fish out of water, however. There are actually plans to close the D.C. Metro tomorrow by 11 am as Isabel heads towards the North Carolina coast. The federal government is scheduled to shutdown for the day, television news broadcasters are jumping out of their skin with storm report updates. I think I'm even starting to hear crackling thunder outside my hotel window -- either that or the evening garbage truck pickup.

If I can get out of town on the 10 am Amtrak Metroliner, I should be able to escape Isabel's wrath. If not, I'll be firing up the hotel microwave and kicking back for an evening of stormy weather.