Batton down the hatches

[alex]

Take the cat in. Did I ever tell you the story about my neighbors siamese cat and my German Shepherd?

It's booming pretty good here now. Windy as all hell.

 

[tonksy]

No...never heard that one.

 

[alex]

Do you want to hear it?

 

[tonksy]

Well yeah...unless the cat winds up in tiny pieces.

 

[alex]

Then you don't want to hear it.

 

[alex]

Damn, sirens already going off....maybe it's just a test.

 

[Professur]

Aunty Em, Aunty Em .....

 

[alex]

Screw Aunty Em, where's Toto?

 

[Professur]

They disbanded years ago. (wanders off hummung "africa")

 

[HomeLAN]

Its still 2 counties west of Birmingham. Its not going to be here before deep evening.

Pardon me, but bullshit. The GA/AL line up around Rome's already seeing the tip of it, and it trails SW from there. See it about 8, may be 8:30, I reckon.

 

[Professur]

Pardon me, but bullshit. The GA/AL line up around Rome's already seeing the tip of it, and it trails SW from there. See it about 8, may be 8:30, I reckon.

Woah, slugger. Easy there. Neither of you are riding it out in a canvas trailer. Is 3 hours gonna make that big a difference?

 

[alex]

Pardon me, but bullshit. The GA/AL line up around Rome's already seeing the tip of it, and it trails SW from there. See it about 8, may be 8:30, I reckon.

The intensity is diminishing, you'll probably get no more than a heavy shower.

 

[unclehobart]

Yeah.. but we aren't all the way up in Rome. The rain is about 80 miles away as the crow flies... and thats not the rain headed for us. The relative rain that is headed for us is about 120+ miles away. Even a healthy 40mph front would still make it about 10 before we even see the light stuff... that is unless some unexpected prebubble front pops up... but it just doesn't look like that kind of front.

Yuppers. Two old men arguing about the weather. Goldurn.

 

[HomeLAN]

*Sticks thumb in belt*

By gum, you don't know rain! Why I remember, back in '73....

 

[HomeLAN]

WSB says it'll stall, anyway. Prepare to get wet.

 

[unclehobart]

Dammit.. looks like a prebubble front is popping up. Damn misty stuff is going to seal my fate. The real rain is still over in Birmingham.

 

[unclehobart]

Har.

We just tried to take each others position at the same time. Is this the Farmers Almanac version of 'chicken'?

 

[Slim Pickens]

I feel it in my bones, dagnabbit!

 

[alex]

Kiss and make up now.

 

[tonksy]

*Brings out a pitcher of lemonade and a checker board.
There now the setting is right.