You start calling everyone whose numbers you know. Those that answer are seeing the freaky storm too, even those out of state. All those you know who live in your area argue about what to do. They finally settle on everyone meeting at old Bill Dunib's Pecan warehouse till the whole thing blows over. You pack quick. You bring your handgun and extra bullets. Some beer and soda from the ice box and four cans of soup and a pack of wallnuts to munch on while driving. Now you are driving down the streets and eating the wallnuts, washing them down with beer.