...well, THAT was interesting
I'd been meaning to write & post some fic this evening, except for we kind of had a bunch of tornadoes. I don't think I was in the tornado's path but it's hard to be sure given that the winds we WERE getting were 75 MPH (120 km/h for the Europeans out there). I'd actually been in the middle of writing a reply to somebody when I heard the storm sirens go off.
Thirty seconds later I had no power and I barely grabbed time to shut down the computer before I jumped in the hall closet because I was hearing that classic freight-train-of-wind noise.
...well, I take that back. I shut down the computer, grabbed the nearest volume of manga and a flashlight, and jumped in the closet. I know about Illinois storms after having lived here all my life, and they usually take a while. So I reread Fullmetal Alchemist #1 while waiting to find out whether or not my apartment was going to be in one piece when I looked out again. My bathroom door was slamming itself open and shut because of the air pressure shifts -- and this is despite the fact that all my doors and windows were shut.
I've actually been inside the edge of a tornado in a car before. That was scarier. This was second on the scary scale because at least in the car I had the wild-eyed idea that I could, like, go somewhere, even if it's much safer in a building than a car. On the other hand, tornadoes don't usually come this close to substantial cities because of the shift in temperatures -- all that concrete & asphalt absorbing heat all day makes the temperature spike even well after dark, so they tend to take the low-pressure route along the outskirts. Unfortunately for me, I happen to be IN the outskirts. In this case, though, when the wind carrying them was going 75 MPH in a straight line, the concrete effect was pretty irrelevant in either case...
We've got trees and power poles-- not just lines, poles-- down in my neighborhood, and I have no idea where to go to find up to date information on where's going to be drivable tomorrow. I know they had all roads in and out of here blocked off for a big chunk of the six hours we had no power. (Which in itself prompted fic in my head... except writing by candlelight is a MASSIVE pain when your handwriting is horrible and the candles keep flickering because of the air pressure shifts. Actually swapped over to my new-to-me handheld. The irony in that was not lost: Yes, I am a computer addict.)
It's about 2:30 a.m. now and the power's back (yay!) But the normal net connection isn't, so I'm currently on dialup just because I need to find out if there's a non-power-cable-laden set of roads between me and work. Wish me luck finding that out; the local paper's website has nothing, off to try the various radio and TV station sites...