Lazy day and stormy night

Wow, Wednesday daytime and Wednesday nighttime were as different as night and day two other things that are really different from each other.

Daytime held vacation laziness: Johnbai (also on vacation for a while) and O (self employed) came over in the morning and we walked down to meet Soapy (between gigs) at the Metro for a noontime movie. Alas, the theater had changed its schedule without telling the internet, so the movie was not to be seen. O, in a burst of industry, went home to work, while the boyz hung out at a pizza parlor and a comic book store while wending our way home in the sunshine. We left enough of the afternoon for us all to take naps before the Wednesday Humpday happy-hour dinner on Green Lake. There followed more hanging about of the Walaka-Soapy-Otis type until we met Johnbai and O for another try at the movie, The Fall, at a late-night showing at the Varsity. It was a wonderful, exotic, and affecting story, beautifully shot and composed, and well worth the wait. Of course, with this busy schedule of indolence, I got absolutely nothing else done all day.

Nighttime held atmospheric violence: We had seem some sheet lightning and heard a little thunder during our walk along Green Lake in the afternoon, but when we got home from the movie a little after midnight, the real show started. Brilliant flashes of lightning and loud cracks and booms of thunder made it truly a "dark and stormy night." The storm started in in earnest at about 2:00 am, at which time I went through the house closing windows against the driving rain. At about 3:30 am, the cats decided that they wanted to be out in the storm, so Otis put them outside. At about 6:00 am, a particularly loud thunderclap woke us up, so I checked for the cats and they were nowhere about. I got up as usual at 7:30 am (I love sleeping in on my vacation!) and the cats were back, a little wet, but otherwise fine. In all these periods of wakefulness I did the count-the-seconds-between thing, and put the storm at no closer than a mile and as far as three miles away. It was a cool feeling to be snug in the house while the elements cracked and crackled around us.

This morning the very air is still wet, not to mention the sogginess of the environment all around us. Otis will have a dramatic departure for the Sandwich Islands this afternoon!