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This morning around 11 it looked as though we were going to have a splendid storm. The sky grew that ominous green-gray color and the trees were tossing their heads about wildly. I sat by the window and waited for it to arrive while I watched White Oleander.

And then...it never came.

I flipped over to the radar station around one to see what had become of my anticipated storm. The radar loop showed an enormous band of thunderstorns and rain, all angry red and yellow and green, barreling massively and implacably straight towards Austin from the west, and then, no exaggeration, getting to the city limits and turning a full ninety degrees north and disappearing off the screen. It was comical looking. "Oh, hey, you know what? I need to let the cats out and I'm not really hungry enough to eat you for lunch anyway, so do you mind if I...yeah, sorry. Next time, ok? Call me!"