Just as I had suspected. Ernesto had nothing to offer us here in Charleston. He was too chicken to even make land fall. He was nothing but annoying. Annoying fine rain, you know the kind that you just can't find a good wiper setting for, and pathetic winds. Which I would equate to someone gently blowing in my ear. Oh well...
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