My Day Has Been Boring.

What can I say, vast spaces of the blogosphere? I am relatively emotionally stable today and I had a good day at work. Why, the only interesting part of my day at all happens to be:

THE LAKE THAT HAS TAKEN RESIDENCE IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE

That's right, a lake. I got off of work today around three and noticed a text message from my mother on my phone.

Bad storm coming in next short while. You need to get home now. Hail and high winds.

Sure enough, the apocalypse looked imminent as I left the restaurant where I worked. Clouds the color of smoke furled across the sky. I began to feel as though this was a race against time. Get home or you die. It seemed curious to me that people weren’t screaming in the streets, waiting for the Good Lord to send a sign of safety. Then I remembered that it was 2010 and not 1300, and it made much more sense. I got home just on cue for the thunder to go off.

RAAAAARGRUMBLETHUNDER

My mother was watching the news in our living room, and at that moment I gained the highest respect for weathermen. Without a hint of terror he spoke the words:

Quarter sized hail is a definite, thought we may be looking at some hail the size of ping pong balls.

If I had read that on my idiot card, I would not be speaking those words directly or calmly. I would hang a sign around my neck that proclaimed the apocalypse was nigh and shout:

The End is nigh!

Which probably explains why I’ve never been interested in a career as a weatherperson : it would be hard to convince myself each day that the world was not ending. I don’t think my heart could take it.