Yawn.
-stretch-
crack
O_o;
...ah. I don't think that was supposed to crack. I blame my ancient mattress.

So I dreamed about tornadoes last night.
Mom'd be proud. I don't remember much, though.

Late afternoon, dark like most rain storms tend to be. I was out in this open field/parking lot. I look up and there's this perfect, very black F2, maaaybe an F3 (on a scale of 0 to 5, the Fuji scale or something like that) not more than a mile away.

In dreams you can't run. Not very fast. If you move at all. Somehow I made it to my car (which actually is a big no-no when dealing with tornadoes), and I gunned it, the thing looming closer but also suffering from inability-to-run-in-dreams.

Now I'm at someone's apartment; it's either my family's or my friends', I can't tell which. I look out the backyard window, and the weather is perfectly sunny and clear. Right. I keep wondering about the tornado, and what do you know? It shows up, a lot thicker, a lot faster, and a lot meaner. Someone just graduated to an F5.

Someone yells to shut the front door and the tornado races to meet us there. Jamal gets to it first, slams the door shut; little Andy Krippner starts fiddling with the three locks (a deadbolt, one of those ones that stretches across the door to the wall, and a sliding bolt); the door is just shaking intensely, like it's going to fly open at any minute, and me and whoever else was there just pile up against the door.

I think we survived. My alarm woke me too soon to tell.

I'll get back
to the "Today's (whatever)" in the next few days. I just haven't really though of anything yet.

I'll also be disappearing completely for a week in June. Going to Missouri. I don't know which week yet, but I'll try to find out. I know Debbie wants to know so she can schedule around it (yeah, we're down to two To Go people. Ew.).

I know the world really sucks but
compliment just one person today.
Say "thanks" and mean it.
Let just one person know today that you like having them around.
It could change their entire day and make the world just a little more bearable.

Love ya, my blog readers. Mean it.