return of the son of monster magnet

oh hi. i'm back from florida, had an interesting time we did, taking in disney world and the keys at different turns. i may prepare a diatribe, or simply post a few pictures, or something. the sweetest recollection from disney world was riding back on the bus from epcot and listening to this woman sitting next to me cooing to her toddler in a soothing scottish accent - "doan't cry, lad" she would say.

yesterday there was a blinger of a storm racing past the office in the afternoon. i did not have the camera so i couldn't record the piles of hailstones (a mix of pea-sized to something of the order of large blackberries), or the fierce winds, or the deep runoff in the grassy swales. i did see a dead tree blow over in the thin strip of woods remaining between our parking lot and the latest addition to avis farms, and i thought the noise it made upon impact was rather loud and sharp, but i thought nothing more of it until this morning, when i took a look at the neighbor's new jeep; apparently it offerred little resistance apart from breaking the main trunk in two.

















i don't ordinarily make note of the location of large, dead tree trunks relative to the spot where i have parked my car (on those infrequent occasions when i actually do park my car), but perhaps i will begin to do so. it's a good thing nobody was hurt by this.