Toto too?
We heard the emergency sirens on Friday afternoon for the first time since moving here. It seemed like a regular thunderstorm rolling in, but then we heard the sirens (took a while to recognize what that sound was!) and checked on TV for a weather report. Then we hauled the dogs downstairs for a very boring hour in which Mark played on the laptop and I fretted and listened for weather updates. I do not mind saying, I'm terrified of tornados, and I consider it a perfectly rational fear. I've been too close for comfort to two in my life, and that's two too many. I will never forget huddling under a bridge with Mark and Jazz and a dozen high school kids in Kearney, Nebraska, or the sound the tornado made, like a distant racetrack. Luckily, on Friday there were no touchdowns. That whole thing about "tornados can't hit cities" is a myth but so far so good.

Reading on the El: Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman! - I've been wanting to read this forever and finally found it at a used bookstore yesterday.
Reading at home: Guilt, by John Lescroart. It's moving slowly but still very engaging. Whodunnit? I don't know yet!
- posted by Diane @ 12:40 PM