Here at 8" above sea level in SoFla, we're experiencing floods like I have never seen. A bud tried to drop me off after work (at about 3:00 AM) only to find that the water was too high to stop near my building and he was forced to move on. He eventually dropped me off about three blocks away, and I waded through, with the water occasionally reaching my upper thigh: wow! About 15 minutes after I finally arrived, wet and shivering, a neighbor knocked at my door, warning that the waters were less than an inch away from our doors. I opened and asked him to help me move my carpet (stark naked, of course). He not only helped me move my Tibetan carpet but my sofa as well (which stood on it). There's a full brook (several inches deep) where my walkway used to be, and the water's still rising, thunder and all. Yow!