Windstorm

A little over a month ago or so, we were sitting on our living floor enjoying some nice weather with the windows open. We were watching a movie - I can't remember which one - and eating Chipotle burritos. There was a very light breeze. Out of nowhere, a huge gust of wind came up. Stuff in the house began to go flying. The pictures flew off the bookshelves. A little Halloween candle holder was hurled into the wall and smashed to bits. We both got up and raced around the house shutting the windows. We got into the spare bedroom to find that the window screen had been ripped from the window and was presumably flying around somewhere outside. The curtains were madly flapping outside the window.

After getting all the windows closed, we assessed the damage in the house. There was just the one candle holder broken; of course the curtains were a little dirty from hanging outside the house. Leaves were blown all over the house. Somehow mail from the dining room table had managed to blow all the way down the hall and into the spare bedroom and the guest bathroom, which has to be a good twenty feet with corners to turn.

We then decided we better go out to see if we could find our window screen in salvageable condition. Outside there was more destruction. Awnings had been blown off our building and the surrounding buildings. Most amazingly, two carports, the ones directly in line with our condo, had been bent completely downward. We walked through the rest of the complex, but oddly the wind gust seemed to have been centered right around the six or seven buildings in our area. The nearby pool area had patio furniture blown around. Nothing matched the destruction of our carports though. It was apparently a very localized windstorm.

Crushed Carports!















Flying Awnings!















We did find our window screen, but it wasn't salvageable. Luckily P&AF found a master window screen maker who accepted a bet to put a new window screen together in less than an hour for a case of beer.

Disturbing...

...coming back to your cube to find your cube neighbor standing in your cube investigating your desk. Not touching anything. Just standing there looking over your walls, your computer, your supplies, your cell phone, your iPod. Yes, disturbing.

Flying Saucers

I was sitting in Nutrition class the other day, and we were going over some different body composition measurement methods. Of course, BMI is included in that. The instructor had some little BMI calculator wheels. She was handing them out (throwing them to various people across the room) to the class. I was having a conversation with my friend. Due to the conversation, I wasn't facing the front of the classroom or paying attention. I had my head turned toward my friend next to me. When all of a sudden, a BMI calculator wheel came flying straight into my face. It wasn't overly painful; the whole class was in hysterics. The instructor was extremely apologetic and concerned. It's like I attract stuff like this; leave it to me to get hit in the face with a BMI wheel during class.