yesterday i was explaining to my cousin Howard and brother Joe that rockets come on the hour, and I have come to plan my activities around that.  Yesterday we went to pick up some vitamins from a business that seems to have lost their shop and are working out of their apartment. I said we should leave after the hour and make it home within the hour, but Ezi dallied, and when we got there the electricity on the whole road was out, so we had to find out way in the dark past the electric door and up the steps.  And by the time we left, it was almost on the hour.  So I made Ezi wait next to the shelter in their dark house until the hour was over. 

Nothing happened.

But today, as I was thinking about an afternoon nap, the sirens went off – no where close to the hour.    

there goes another theory.