Well - I grew up in Kansas, and now live in Chicago, so I'm in the middle of tornado territory. I lived in Florida for 14 years, and much prefer tornados to hurricanes. I love the sudden, unexpected destruction of tornados, versus the slow plow of hurricanes.
Brandon - don't cha love it when the sky turns green and purple and gray, and it gets deadly still and silent, and even the birds stop singing. I love how you can feel the change in the pressure and the air seems charged with electricity.
I remember all the moms and kids going to the basement, and all the dads standing outside looking for the tornados.
Oooooh, Yad, you had the hairs standing up on the back of my neck. I'm a storm freak. I love that stuff. Sick, isn't it? I've never seen a tornado, and I have to confess a really strange compulsion to see one.
We had a big, rolling, booming thunderstorm here in Toronto the other day, and I went out on my terrace, which is on the eleventh floor, and has a wonderful, big-sky view over the city. I watched the storm just roll across the sky, cracking and flashing away. Mmmm....... So majestically beautiful.
Thanks for the little trip. I almost felt like I was in Kansas for amoment. You're pretty nifty at this word stuff, aren't you?
