The east coast has it's hurricanes and nor'easters. The west has volcanoes, earthquakes and tsunamis. Everyone else inbetween has drought, floods, tornadoes and blizzards. If your lucky, mother nature will throw in a swarm of locusts as well. No matter where you go, you're at risk for some natural disaster.
One disaster that sticks out in my memory happened on a stormy day in the summer of 93. I remember looking out of a window and watching two tall pine shrubs swinging in the wind and rain. I turned my head to watch my Ma shoo our dogs down into the basement and Pa looking for batteries to our flashlight/radio. I then heard the sound of air being sucked out around the window frame. I turned and couldn't see the pine shrubs anymore, but looked down and saw that they were now parallel with the ground. As a large tree branch flew past, I figured it was no longer safe for me to be near that window. I went and joined the rest of the family in the basement.
A half hour later, the wind died down and we got out of the basement. Pa wanted to go check on the tarp he put over the roof of the camper that he was repairing. When we went out, the rain was pouring and the wind was still blowing. There were tree branches everywhere and we could see a few of our big trees were uprooted completely. I remember helping Pa with tarp when I heard my little brother say, "It's gone." "What's gone?" I asked. He pointed in the direction of our Hog barn. Sure enough, our 20x60 foot barn had disappeared. Luckily, we didn't have any animals or machinery in that barn. Pieces of it were everywhere, including our neighbor's yard(who is just over a quarter mile away). Me and my brother spent the next 2 months gathering up pieces of barn and cutting up trees. Cleaning up wasn't so bad, except for me stepping on 2 nails, and Pa paid us $50 each for the work.
That's one of my lame disaster stories. Feel free to share one of your own.
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One disaster that sticks out in my memory happened on a stormy day in the summer of 93. I remember looking out of a window and watching two tall pine shrubs swinging in the wind and rain. I turned my head to watch my Ma shoo our dogs down into the basement and Pa looking for batteries to our flashlight/radio. I then heard the sound of air being sucked out around the window frame. I turned and couldn't see the pine shrubs anymore, but looked down and saw that they were now parallel with the ground. As a large tree branch flew past, I figured it was no longer safe for me to be near that window. I went and joined the rest of the family in the basement.
A half hour later, the wind died down and we got out of the basement. Pa wanted to go check on the tarp he put over the roof of the camper that he was repairing. When we went out, the rain was pouring and the wind was still blowing. There were tree branches everywhere and we could see a few of our big trees were uprooted completely. I remember helping Pa with tarp when I heard my little brother say, "It's gone." "What's gone?" I asked. He pointed in the direction of our Hog barn. Sure enough, our 20x60 foot barn had disappeared. Luckily, we didn't have any animals or machinery in that barn. Pieces of it were everywhere, including our neighbor's yard(who is just over a quarter mile away). Me and my brother spent the next 2 months gathering up pieces of barn and cutting up trees. Cleaning up wasn't so bad, except for me stepping on 2 nails, and Pa paid us $50 each for the work.
That's one of my lame disaster stories. Feel free to share one of your own.
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Looks like I may be out of here on Monday after all. Cross your fingers for me. What a mess these morons have created. Ugh! The brain trust at its finest.
Indeed, a tough few days, but I have been through worse. I'm just tired of being fucked with, and frankly, if I was in the states I would have already dealt with this unpleasantness on my own grounds. As such, karma will either catch up, like it has to the other fellow, or I will get lucky enough for my brakes to fail, and to have him be the one in the cross walk at the right time.
Crunch.
~cheers
I like the idea about using the tire spikes to meet my dream girl... I wonder how much those things cost? What a story it would make when people would ask how we met!!!
Caller: "Yeah, I'd like to report a volcano eruption."