Wow, crazy stuff, i remember having a toranado a few miles from us in spokane, it was really windy and rainyy, thunder and lightning, so i just grabbed my guitar and played =p
Another time i was out at my dads in elk and we actually had to leave our house and go to our neighbors to get into their torando shelter they had, and in the morning there were all these uproated trees, luckily no damage to our house or our neighbors, but it was pretty frieghtning =p
Ahahahaha
Good one
Idiot:Hey What’s with the unicycle? Is the circus in town or something?
Me:Oh, i get it because they use unicy…WEEEEEEEERRRRRRRR WWEEEEEEEERRRR… take THAT ya’ bastard
Idiot:AARRGGGHHHH MY EARS!!
yoopers you sound like a severe weather junky like my self. I was in my first tornado in the late 60’s, destroyed my whole neaborhood but left my house and the one accross the street standing with minor damage. We had 7 come through that day alone, all on the same basic path.
there have been many others since then and I still think they are the coolest thing to see in person.
Here in Florida, with so many high and low pressure paths crossing, we have very spontaneous weather and tornadoes/waterspouts aren’t uncommon. In early & mid-2005 alone (“hurricane season”) I must have seen more than a dozen tornadoes within a 15-mile radius of my house, and we’re pretty certain that one (that we didn’t see) blew one of our queen palms into the deck handrail, and ‘broke’ it.
They are scary though. I remember one time at school, during my 7th grade Geography class, when an alert sounded, telling us that there was a tornado just down the street (about 700ft-800ft from the building), and that we were to evacuate the classroom and move into a nearby room that lacked windows, and crouch/cover our heads. The power went out and everyone that was refuged in the gymnasium started to panic. Imagine the situation; you and about two-hundred other preteens are in a dark gym, you can hear the wind roaring as it whips everything on the ground around, and the only lights you can see are the flashing red leds on the ceilings down the hallway in the changing rooms.
We were all still assigned homework, too, I remember.
No, wouldn’t consider myself a junkie. Although I’ve been in a couple tornados, first when I was in elementary school. We stood in the back yard in Columbus, Ohio and watched it come down the street a couple streets over. When it started to get close, Mom and Dad sent us kids downstairs to hide under the ping pong table while they stayed outside and watched.
