o.O >.< O.O
Sep. 28th, 2011 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neadodsBefore I say anything else, everything important is dry and safe and whole. This isn't, fortunately, yet another entry in the Perils of Pauline knockoff my life has become.
That said? Some intense thunderstoms rolled through here about an hour ago, and we heard something go ZORCH! in the back yard. Mo said she smelled burning wood. (I haven't smelled anything in about a week.) As I could see the garage still standing, I decided not to worry until the rain passed... after all, it's been so wet for weeks that you could use a truckful of gas and a flamethrower and still not get anything out there to seriously catch fire.
When there was a lull, I went out and found a blasted branch. Not blasted as in "oh darn that branch!" Blasted as in lightening blew it the fuck up like a particularly enthusiastic episode of Mythbusters. There's oak shrapnel spread for about 8-10 feet and about 1/4 - lengthwise! - of a 5-foot section.
That said? Some intense thunderstoms rolled through here about an hour ago, and we heard something go ZORCH! in the back yard. Mo said she smelled burning wood. (I haven't smelled anything in about a week.) As I could see the garage still standing, I decided not to worry until the rain passed... after all, it's been so wet for weeks that you could use a truckful of gas and a flamethrower and still not get anything out there to seriously catch fire.
When there was a lull, I went out and found a blasted branch. Not blasted as in "oh darn that branch!" Blasted as in lightening blew it the fuck up like a particularly enthusiastic episode of Mythbusters. There's oak shrapnel spread for about 8-10 feet and about 1/4 - lengthwise! - of a 5-foot section.
