Tornado!

This is your on-the-spot reporter, "Not-So-Cowardly Cathy" coming to you from the east coast of New Jersey, here in the United Colonies.  There's a tornado under me.

It's raging up the coast and sadly, caused a dozen deaths in North Carolina.  At the moment there's a strict flood warning in effect, beeping into the TV news continually and advising people not to drive. 

Can you imagine this, a tornado in New Jersey?

My usual bent would be to cooly, scientifically discuss the genesis of tornadoes, what feeds and sustains them, ad nauseum, but I'm just too excited watching the water rise in our parking lot.  It's up to the white-walls on the tires.  Holy moley this is exciting! 

When I was growing up and trying to be seen amongst several others busy doing the same thing, my brother Chris and I used to love hurricanes and thunderstorms, running out in them in our Dr. Dentons sans everything else.  It was thrilling!  The teeming rain, God angrily bowling up in the great clouds, pounding our bare feet happily into the pools of rising water, the lake forming at the end of our street where our house sat because we lived on a downward incline, laughing like loons.  Fabulous!  More please!  We'd no idea about lightening and its dangers, nor did we care about the even greater danger of the neighbors who envariably threatened to call the police if we didn't get inside and where are your parents anyway you children?  LOL we really had a time - and where were our parents, well, God bless and forgive them, they couldn't have stopped us anyway.

So thank you Mom and Dad, for allowing me to stay out there against all better judgment giving me these wondrous, sweet memories of another time, another place, another life.

Tornado on the way!