We got smacked by a storm that snuck up on us yesterday afternoon. Nobody seriously expected we’d get any rain yesterday. They posted a 20% chance, but that was just them being optimistic. But then around 3:30 or 4:00 the sky suddenly went pitch black, the wind picked up, thunder and lightning started. I received a call from the EMS warning of potential hail and damaging winds.
Over the next 60-90 minutes we got something like 2-3″ of rain and wind gusts up to 70 mph. One of my coworkers left her car window down and had to dash out into the parking lot to put it up. She was drenched when she came back in. A tree fell and blocked the street near one of our two entrances so cars were cutting through our parking lot in a steady stream. It was still raining fairly hard when I left at 5:15, and because of the tree I had to take an alternate route home. Two of the three lanes were under deep water at one point in my detour and the road was littered with branches and other debris. There were trees down all over the place.
When I got home, the water in the ditch was just about level with our driveway, but it didn’t go any higher than that. We heard later that several homes in the area were damaged by falling trees or were struck by lightning. Lots of people lost power, too, but we didn’t. A good soaking is good for us, but the drought-stricken trees are vulnerable and a lot of them took a beating from those winds.
I have only 100 pages left to review on my manuscript before I turn it back in on Friday morning. I also have to talk to one of the interview subjects about some changes to one section tomorrow. Then it’s off to the copyeditor.
Eureka was cute this week. The combination of Feynman Day (a geek’s April Fools) and Carter’s romantic submarine outing with Allison that took a dive (literally) ended well. It’s the show’s last season, so they’re tidying things up in a lot of ways.
Rizzoli & Isles tried to pack an awful lot into this week’s episode and, as a result, the ending reminded me of a Hardy Boys book. Jane and Maura get captured by the bad buys, who immediately confess every detail of what they did just before the cavalry shows up to save the day. It’s good that Jane and Maura have found a way to make peace, but the story would have been more interesting if the yoga guru was a little smarter and, possibly, not involved in the murders at all. The crime needed a twist, but there wasn’t time for one.
I read the first chapter of Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. I’ve heard great things about the book. What I’ve read so far is okay, but I wasn’t bowled over by it.
