Tornadic dramatic
So I stayed up as long as I could to watch the weather; right around the time I was fading fast, storms were just firing up and flashing instantly into severe status along a dry line in eastern Oklahoma. I went to bed but tried to stay at least semi-awake, forcing myself to lay in a semi-sitting position, writing a DVD review on the ever-handy Mobilepro.
Half an hour later, when she awoke to the sound of the tornado siren just down the hill from us, this is where my wife found me dead asleep, lulled into unconsciousness by the magically relaxing stereophonic sound of two purring catboys, with the Mobilepro not only still open, but still on, waiting for input, and displaying an entire paragraph – a surprisingly coherent one – that I don’t remember writing. (I’m going to credit the cats as co-authors on this one, just in case.)
As we watched hail pile high on Xena’s doggy bed on the deck (fear not, Xena was let in before it even started raining), we reflected again on the effects of one piece of video editing equipment on our lives. If I was still working at the station, I probably still would’ve been at the station when this happened, leaving my pregnant wife at home to deal with God only knows what kind of weather (and apparently this was a reasonably close call), three skittish cats, and a nervous dog. Pregnant or not, she’s put up with enough years of that sort of thing.
That said, the old school tie is still there, because practically on reflex I turned on the TV and went straight to Drew’s weather. 😆 While I did that, nervous Olivia skittered across my Mobilepro keyboard and erased the entire DVD review. (Thankfully, there’s this thing called Undo…)
Back to bed for me, this time without a computer in hand.… Read more
