Yesterday we didn’t experience hurricane Earl.  But the day before yesterday, before Earl wasn’t, the air all around Columbiaville was filled with the anticipation of devastation and disorder.  The air was filled, in other words, with the smell of pier and algae, as though you were taking a scenic stroll down at the docks.  As though, at any moment, sea lions, and star fish would start falling from the sky or would suddenly pop out from around the corner and mug you.