I think a good gift for the President would be a chocolate revolver. And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him real quick and hand it to him.
Well, the Wrath of God is pretty much headed to my home town, and my company being the catastrophe bandits we are, have decided to move our entire operation to Shreveport, LA so we can keep working while our base of operations is pummeled by an angry god.
I'll try to keep you all updated as to my status from here, but Jesus, this isn't going to be fun.