We're now down to around 4500 people-- we've halved our population in two days.
A lot of people are sick, and plenty stay in bed all day. It's easy to lose track of time in the Astrodome-- the buildings are so huge and the air so conditioned that time seems to stay still (an endless dusk).
And people are getting tired of half-frozen bologna and cheese sandwiches(which are always available, and sometimes the only non-snack option), and Aramark food in general. Yesterday they had sweet-and-sour chicken, and the New Orleaners didn't know what to do with it. They tried to add tabasco sauce to make it edible, but many just threw it away.
I've picked up a bit of a scratchy throat too-- which isn't a surprise, since I don't pay the hyper-attention to hygiene that this situation deserves, unless I'm serving food. Which I did today, just to keep things real.
Before the information goes out of date, a San Franciscan who went home today maintained an extensive Astrodome blog: http://badgerbag.typepad.com/. Lots of good stuff.