Ivan is dumping his load on us here in Pittsburgh... 6.5 inches and counting. Even though we live at the top of a hill, we've got a wet basement (first time since we lived here that wasn't some plumbing disaster.) I ducked out of work early, and it was a good idea. I barely made it home before traffic completely stopped. It's crazy out there, and is set to only get worse. The bummer is that Deb isn't home yet. Would be a good night for staying home.