Once the candles were lit, I thought how much nicer it would be to not be alone. It's not that I was particularly worried or frightened, it just seemed kind of romantic. And I was horny. Maybe it was the electrical charge in the atmosphere. Maybe it was adrenaline. Maybe it was the husky synthetic voice on the weather radio droning on like Stephen Hawking. (I find intelligence sexy, don't judge.)
Fortunately my DSL and Wi-fi router are on a battery backup, so I had an hour's worth of broadband iPad porn to keep my occupied. I guess I'm not so bad at contingency planning after all.
|These amazing lightning photos were taken Monday night by a photographer|
in a building near mine. The Bank of America building attracted several strikes.
|It's been just over three years since a tornado hit Atlanta in March 2008, passing less than|
a mile from my building. The tornado can be seen on the left near the B of A building.