Jesus.
Sirens have been going off about every five minutes for the past half hour.
This is the most hateful fucking weather I have ever witnessed.
Thankfully I got over my paralyzing fear of thunderstorms while I was still a kid. I just watched out my bedroom window as my neighbor's beautiful Dogwood tree got ripped out of the ground.
There are phone lines hanging down across the street.
The rain is still steady.
This has happened twice today.
I woke up around 6:30 this morning for no apparent reason. I didn't know that I was seeing the last few minutes of calm before the skies would open up for what, until about an hour ago, was the worst thunderstorm I'd ever seen.
There were thousands of people in the aftermath without power. Luckily I wasn't amongst them.
Then this evening my friend Brad asks if I want to take a trip up to Gamestop (where he works). I said okay. I thought it'd be nice to get out of the house. So we went and browsed around there. By the way, my friend Nessa has a spread in the June issue of Newtype. Not out yet. But I think that's pretty cool.
Anyway, not ten minutes after Brad dropped me off at home it started again. I don't know exactly how powerful the storm was, but I'd never seen anything like this before.
I just sat and watched. I laughed at a couple of leaves that seemed to be flying around like they were caught in a snow globe. Then that tree moved in a way it shouldn't, and then *CRACK*. Roots came up. It's a pile of branches now.
I love summer thunderstorms, but...uhh...
Wow.
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I was in Walmart today, and, guess who I saw?... You walked right past me, with your sister, and, I'm guessing, your parents. I would have said "Hi", and introduced myself, but that would have pretty awkward... Hey, I know you! We both have memberships to that porn site! How ya' doing?!... Your sister looked at me for a second, and gave me a quick, mildly displeased look. But I'm used to that, so, no problem.
I was buying cleaning supplies. What were you and your family shopping for? (Just curious.)
Actually, even if we were to walk past each other one day when your sister and parents were not around, I probably still would not introduce myself, as I am a terrible conversationalist, and way too shy and socially inept to do something like that...
Bill Cosby is a funny guy. My Dad loved his comedy, and had several cassettes of his stuff that I listened to when I was a kid. Richard Pryor is my favorite stand-up comic though. No one before or after could say "mother-fucker" with such style... Muuh Fucka! I found a box set of his albums at FYE. I was in tears laughing when I first heard "Wino & Junkie":
Wino (talking to Junkie): You betta' lay off that narcotic nigguh'! That shit dun' made you null and void... I ain't lyin' boy. What's wrong wit'chu'? You betta' straighten up and git a jahb!
Junkie: GIT A JAHB!? Mutha' fucka', you talkin' to The Kid, baby! Shit! I worked five years in a row when I was in the joint, pressin' them mutha' fuckin' license plates... I'm a license plate pressin' mutha' fucka' too baby! Shit. Where a nigguh' gonna' git a jahb out here pressin' license plates?
-Or-
Junkie: Shit, I saw this bitch, she was so fine, I wanted to suck her daddy's dick!
Oh, and in case you ever want to hear it, "Wino & Junkie" is on the album "That Nigger's Crazy"... And yeah, that's how he spelled it, and if anyone who reads this has a problem with me using it, you can kiss my mutha' fuckin' ass (that's what Richard would say, I do believe).
[Edited on May 23, 2004 12:26AM]