So, I think we dodged a bullet here, and I’m not reporting from Oz, which is a relief.  It was a little scary for a while there.  I’m sure this won’t be the last time.  I spent years in OH deathly afraid of tornadoes, and I guess it’s my lot in life now.  Even hurricanes don’t scare me as much as just the idea of tornadoes.  I was seriously ready to kiss my ass goodbye.

All that excitement conveniently put me off my exercising, so I just did a few laps, while thinking about one more reason I’m glad I live on the ground floor, in case I had to head for the dungeon.  There it’s just a matter of not drowning in a flooded cellar, rather than the horror of getting launched into a worse midwestern state.  “I f**king hate space!”, as Avasarala might say.  I can deal with a lot of water.

Look, the sky is clearing!  Is that sun?!  Or is it just the calm before the next storm?  One never knows here in MO.  I’m so relieved, I think I’ll drink early.  Cheers!  To living another day.