bananas, paula radcliffe's socks after the london marathon, and my armpits when i have flown into bahrain from the states are all pretty ripe. today i assumed the same applied to the earth's atmosphere, i appear to have misheard the several hundred overhead warning pages at work- conditions are "right" (incidentally, i had no idea that simply closing the blinds could stop tornadoes). apparently i have not been watching enough of the "we're going to die" channel, or i really do have a problem with minimization. tornadoes, or as technical meteorological lingo calls them; "severe weather" are, in my opinion, like aeroplane crashes and STD's- they happen to "other people". these "other people" are generally living in the trailer parks of middle indiana. my denial has been challenged that while i might escape the tornado, i cant necessarily escape the doublewide coming towards me at 70mph.
i am not versed in the ways (or hysteria) of "severe weather". however, if anyone wants advice on how to put on a gas mask, or tape up their house in preparation for a scud missile attack, i can be of assistance.