Anyway, at about 5:30pm, the skies turned black as ink. First, the wind dropped to nothing and then got downright exciting. Next thing you know, it was pissing rain like a herd of horses! A few branches fell right outside of our house. And most of a tree fell around the corner from me.
Here's some crappy camera-phone pictures. (I'm going to have to figure out how to dumb-down my camera phone. These pictures may be soft on focus, but they're HUGE in pixels!) The interesting thing is that this tree seems to have managed to not damage any of the cars. It fell between them perfectly! (The cops threatened to arrest it anyway.)
BTW, that is TOTALLY Eric's fault.
He BLEW the storm in your direction!
Actually, our weather comes more from your general direction. Although Eric blowing might put an unnatural spin on it!
Precisely! I wanted the rain to stay here, but NO, Eric insisted on moving it!
The picture on the front page of the times looks very much like the block I used to live on. Wonder if my old deck is still standing, it was at the parlor floor level.
Actually, our weather comes more from [Michelle's] general direction.
See? I said this, and she tried to frame me before she went on to brag about throwing away perfectly good food and trying to claim bugs don't have butts.
I don't know what she's trying to pull, but don't believe a word she types.
Well, that's just ridiculous. Of course, bugs have butts! A couple of Doctor-type people say so. And how about this description of the book:
"From blowing bubbles to shooting poop, the world's insects do amazing things with their butts."
I can't swear to the whole weather phenomena thingie, but bugs do have butts!
I do believe the term I used was anus and not butt.
And it's still Eric's fault.
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