Look for postings to increase, cease or become downright weird this week as I team up with seen-yore reporter Bob Buckley for a three day jaunt into the flood zone. Okay, so the flood zone's all dried up - but that's kind of the point. Ten years ago, Hurricane Floyd blew through Eastern North Carolina and brought it with enough rain toregister on the Biblical scale. I can't begin to tell you all that I saw while covering the flood caused by Floyd, but this tale of floating through dead cows best sums up the experience. While you read that, know that I'll be busy traversing the Eastern half of the state, gathering new interviews to go along with our old footage and as always, looking for things to blog about. Now if you'll excuse me, there's an ass-shaped indention in the driver's seat of Unit 4 (not to mention a fresh bag of Cheesy-Poofs) with my name on it. Updates from the road to follow. Hopefully.