Rain, rain, go away!!

Monday morning around 1:30am, I am lying on the living room floor with my dog, Skeet, watching a tivo-ed episode of my favorite TV show, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. It has been raining uncharacteristically hard for the last 30 minutes.

About 15 minutes later, there is a lot bang outside and the power goes off. I hear a siren (not police or fire truck) blaring in the background. So, I did what any intelligent human would do in that situation, I put on pants, strapped on my headlamp and my 9mm and went outside to face whatever it was that could cause such a huge explosion.

In the background, I hear the faint scream of the severe weather siren warning us to take shelter immediately.

I also hear the sound of a rushing river. We don't live near any rivers, so I assume that nearby Highway 114 is just unusually busy; at two in the morning.

I look to the west of our house and what I see can only be explained by these pictures.





We are okay, our house didn't take any water damage. We were without power for a whole 12 hours (!) but our outlook has been drastically changed. I have never personally seen anything like what happened in our quiet little town. The Katrina disaster stings a little bit more to me. I found it awfully hard to fall asleep that night.

Here are some pictures of a local baseball field and what we saw when we woke up.








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