I drove to St. Louis on Tuesday for work. Apparently there are portions of the city that have been recently ravaged by tornadoes. Since Alabama and Joplin, MO have gotten all the press for shitty weather, tornado-stricken towns outside of the F-5 experience have been placed on the back burner. It was so strange-- along the highway, every other house was completely leveled. Do tornadoes pick and choose people's lives to turn upside down while wiping away all their material possessions?
Adding to the above comments, Chris and I watched "Tornado Rampage 2011" on the Discovery Channel last night. I gotta throw props to the crazy-ass lunatics that pull out their handycams as a massive funnel cloud approaches from 5 feet away. Maybe they have already come to grips with their mobile home being left in ruins as the seconds tick by? Darrell Warren of Tuscaloosa grew huge balls while videotaping a horrific tornado pass OVER his apartment complex. What a moron.
If a tornado siren went off around here, you can bet your bottom dollars that Kasia (along with her most prized stuffed animal, Cherry) and I would be in the bathtub, holding one another for dear life.
Great news on my soon-to-be-borged-niecelet! Baby Greta is scheduled to leave her baby apartment this coming Tuesday! I can't wait to meet her. I hope she has a sweet baby mohawk and doesn't look like a baby squirrel post-hatching. Most of all, I want her to be a tad on the peanut-buttery-porky side so I can give her good neck and legs kisses.
I have advised Carrie and Dave to leave the hospital with Greta sporting either a magical cape and/or being swaddled in something similar to macrome.
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