Crazy Weather

[photo from StarTribune]

The Dude and I here coming home from Karate last night (that’s the subject of another post), when we hit “weather”. The drive should have taken less than 10 minutes – but we had to keep diverting and circling back because the “usual” routes were flooded and police were diverting traffic. The whole time it’s raining cats and dogs and circus animals. We finally give up and wait it out in the Bylerly’s parking lot. The entire time we are listening to WCCO – which is what you do in MN when the weather is bad. (That’s about the only reason I listen anymore now that the Twins have moved to KSTP – the subject of yet another post – could be a busy weekend.) I was afraid the coverage would scare the Dude – but he was OK as long as I kept explaining the Eagan, Inver Grove Heights, etc. were “far away” and the storms were moving off into Wisconsin anyway.

Lileks at Buzz sums it up:

I did what we all do: turned on CCO. It’s the law. Sure enough, two guys were taking calls from people all around the city, reporting in: tree limbs down! Standing water! Rotation! Green clouds! I heard reports of twisters in Eagan, a twister descending at 494 and Penn – the exact place we’d intended to visit before the storm hit and canceled our Target plans. (False alarm, as it turns out.) You can’t quite suppress the sense of excitement. It’s the last one thing that unifies us; it’s happening now; it’ll be over soon, and there’s no one who’s to blame. Weather is the antithesis of politics.