My co-worker just told me we're on tornado watch until ten PM. Tornadoes? In April? In central Pennsylvania? Is Mother Nature off her nut?
In case of tornado, you're suppose to go somewhere low to the ground with no windows, aren't you? I have no basement. That leaves under the stairs with the water heater (and the spiders) or the downstairs powder room. Luckily the cat likes to stick close by, so should the sky turn green, it looks like I'm gonna tuck her under my arm and head for the teeny tiny powder room just off of the kitchen.
Sheesh. This morning they were calling for thunderstorms with hail. Now it's tornadoes. What's next, poisonous toads?
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tap, tap, tap... is this thing on?
You ever going to post again?
I miss reading what's going on in your life. I guess I'm going to have to give you a call... like now.
Ain't nothin' going on. Nothing I care to write about.
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