The Hailstorm

I got caught out in a hailstorm this evening...one that came out of nowhere. Going home was a grand adventure of trying to drive in nearly impossible visibility (thank God it was a road where there's hardly any traffic), trying to shelter under a gas station (but other cars were taking up more than their share of space, so only the front of my car ended up actually being sheltered from the marble-sized hail), and trying to make it through semi-deep water without any incidents. Oy.

But the most entertaining part was when Becky and I got home and turned on the television. The weather guy was showing a live sky shot on the screen, and with his arrow, he was pointing to some dark, menacing-looking clouds.

"Now these here are what we like to call scary clouds."

That's right, folks. The technical wizards down at the channel 6 weather desk think they can start coining terminology, and the best thing they could come up with was "scary clouds." And it's not like he only said it once. Two or three times throughout his broadcast, he repeated that those were "what we like to call scary clouds."

I just about died laughing. How Oklahoma are we??? :)