From a friend in Israel:

My drive home last night was interesting. I was leaving the office in Petach Tivkvah for the short drive back to my hotel in Ramat Gan. As I was stepping toward the door, a co-worker loudly said “slicha” (excuse me). He told me of the air raid alarm which was apparently a rocket headed toward Tel Aviv. We already knew a rocket had landed in Rishon LeZion, just south of Tel Aviv. Those of us who were about to leave gathered in the fortified conference room - we have one on every floor, complete with air filtration system - until we believed it was clear. All the way home in the car, the Code Red alarm kept playing on the radio.

This is life in central Israel now.