The suck zone
News of a killer tornado swarm in several states yesterday reminds me — it’s just about tornado season where I’m from.
The photo in this post is from the April 10, 1979 tornado that struck Wichita Falls, TX — shown here shortly before it chewed the everloving shit out of the apartment complex Mr. Gleemonex and I lived in 17 years later while I was in grad school.
Tornadoes (and the other storms of the Texass summer) are AWESOME. I really really miss that kind of scary-ass, bizarre fucking weather — it’s always sunny and 67 degrees here in San Francheesy, which is nice and all, but booooring. You should hear the way people bitch on the rare days it gets near 80, or below 45, or rains more than the weakest, most pathetic drizzle. They don’t know nothing bout chunks of hail the size of your fist, or serious thunder that rattles the plates in the kitchen, or the way it smells when a real good storm is coming …
posted by Gleemonex at 9:10 AM
3 Comments:
Three people from home emailed or called me yesterday to let me know the tornado sirens were going off. I never got more homesick than in the spring.
Ohhh, Sarah, right there with you.
We left scary/kind of cool Texas weather...and now find ourselves in whatthefuck/still kind of cool northern Oklahoma weather. These folks don't mess around. In the spring, you get about 2 minutes of newscast and the rest is all weather reports. But, yeah, kind of nice.
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