That dramatic post title is my way of dodging responsibility for not putting up a story tonight.
I was having great fun writing a piece about an evil prodigal son when the town alarm went off, signaling we were either being air raided by Canada, or there was severe weather about. Since we don’t have TV here, we checked out the streaming feed from New England Cable Network and, well, we were surrounded by tornadoes.
My sons commandeered my computer to follow the rare New England weather event, and thus I will finish the story tomorrow (a story that gives me the creeps…).
One of my kids mentioned I should write a story about a family huddled in the basement of their home, trying to stay safe from the tornadoes in the area, when…things…come out of the wind. The fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree, I guess.
See you tomorrow everyone.