Literally. We had storms blow through last night, and I still don't know how we didn't lose power. Lightning was hitting close enough that the thunder was shaking me off the bed. I felt like I was at Ft. Riley again watching the artillery fire off.
And of course, with every "KA-FUCKING-WHAM!" there was the dog letting off his "THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG OUTSIDE!" bark, which is like a mix of Chewbacca screaming and some demon from the depths of hell announcing his presence at your bedside.
I'm running on little sleep. Don't ask me to do math right now.
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