I have cell service apparently, after drinking some more beer out on my lenai during the storm my screen panels started caving in and my face looked like someone was pointing a leaf blower at me then my spa cover smacked the shit outta me, so I went inside for good. The winds were scary as fuck but the house faired really well, the eye sat to my left or hours, most my trees fell over one on top of my van, after hearing about the storm surge north and south of me wiping out civilizations which no one really believed because of the bullshit witchcraft we were spoonfed during IRMA I made plans to cut us out of the attic but the mangroves between us and the barrier islands saved us I believe.
We can put men in space and predict precisely where the big red Jupiter storm is going but we can't accurately figure out where a hurricane is going to go on our own planet except inside a 12 hour notice...
So in summary, I'm lucky as fuck. Family and pins no damage, but people I know on the island most likely died in droves, and that's a pretty somber feeling, my gut tells me the death toll will be catastrophic