oh, so the sirens mean 'go to your basement'?
i live in minneapolis, which means i have no fear of weather. nothing happens here - no hurricanes, no earthquakes, no floods, no mudslides, no forest fires, no blizzards, and no tornadoes. sure we might get a little water in our basements sometimes, and there may be times with too much snow, but living in the city we're pretty well sheltered from everything. tornado warning? ih, whatever. i don't get too concerned. i might go to the basement, i might stay in the tub. tornadoes don't hit the city. (unless the lutherans are deciding to let gays be pastors. then they get hit, but no one else.)
so when i heard the sirens go off, i sauntered to the bathroom. and when my parents told me to go to the basement i stopped in the kitchen to grab some lunch. and then i got to the basement and they said there was actually a tornado touching down in north minneapolis. what!?! in the city!?! that hasn't happened since i was like 2. maybe i should take warnings seriously after all. i mean, with the rapture happening yesterday and all, clearly we're in the end times. the weather's bound to get even crazier.
so when i heard the sirens go off, i sauntered to the bathroom. and when my parents told me to go to the basement i stopped in the kitchen to grab some lunch. and then i got to the basement and they said there was actually a tornado touching down in north minneapolis. what!?! in the city!?! that hasn't happened since i was like 2. maybe i should take warnings seriously after all. i mean, with the rapture happening yesterday and all, clearly we're in the end times. the weather's bound to get even crazier.
posted by melilotnfosco | 10:49 PM
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i did take it seriously enough to grab roofy on my way down, though. i'm not about to let him get zhooped up in a tornado.
Yes...please take those seriously! I remember growing up in DSM...every time a siren went off, we'd head down to the scary basement closet, sit under the stairs and turn on the radio...every time. Nothing ever happened.
And:
"i mean, with the rapture happening yesterday and all, clearly we're in the end times. the weather's bound to get even crazier."
You make me laugh! :-D
oh, and to make you laugh even more, since you don't know who roofy (pronounced like the minnesota pronounciation of 'roof,' in other words, like 'book,' not 'goo') is...
he's my stuffed dog that i got when i was seven and have been sleeping with ever since. :)
:)
Glad you were alright!
That's exactly how I feel about living in Winnipeg. But we don't have sirens, and I really don't know why. I would feel better with sirens.
i don't really pay attention either, especially if my family is gone and i finally have some alone time.
but then there was the time last summer when the sky was green. then i went downstairs. and saw clouds swirling over the building across the street.
maybe sometimes we should listen.
LOL! I thought it was some sort of ACTUAL pet :-D You're too funny! :-D
well, according to 'the velveteen rabbit' if you love stuffed animals enough they become real
true, true **shakes head solemnly and remembers Pinky** (I was never that creative with names! :-D)
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