It's a Twister! (well, not quite)

Last night we had our 2nd tornado warning since we've lived here. Dan was studying and I was getting ready for our evening out at a bar with some friends from law school (don't worry, we stayed sober) when the alarms started going off.  Things outside changed SO fast - one minute it was a typical cloudy-thunder-and-lightning-stormy-sky and the next it was pitch black (literally). We opened the back door and all I can say is it was CRAZY out there. Between the wind and the rain and the hail, it looked like something I've only ever seen in movies. At that point we headed down to our "shelter" (hereafter known as the dungeon).

A little description of our dungeon (which we're grateful to have): The floor is made of dirt, the ceiling is too low to stand up straight, the lights rarely work, and if I start telling you about the spiders you'll have nightmares for a week (really, you would). But we figured it was safer than getting blown to smithereens by a giant tornado.

So we grabbed a couple flashlights and headed down. We found a couple of boxes to sit on and Dan promised to keep all spiders off me, so we were doing well, although we could still hear the storm raging it's fury on the world. About 5 minutes into our dungeon stay, water started coming out of the wall. I'm not talking about a relaxing little trickle that gradually makes its way down the wall and onto the floor, we're talking a full-on fire hose amount of water. One second there was nothing, the next second the water was flowing like Niagra and our little dungeon was filling up fast (of course I didn't have a camera to get a picture of the water coming out. Lame.)

Luckily the worst of the storm ended not too long after the lake started forming in our basement. And luckily there was no damage to property or car (except for the fire hose in the dungeon). We went on to have a great night with friends, and even had an adventurous and very late-night drive BACK to the bar after getting home and realizing that Dan's phone had fallen out in the parking lot (in the middle of a monsoon rain shower of course). It sort of works. Say a little prayer for Dan's phone to fully recover.