So the news confirmed what many suspected yesterday, that a tornado struck in Bay Ridge Brooklyn. It touched down during one of the worst storms in the city's memory, three inches of rain in an hour accompanied by ferocious lightning and of course, the tornado. The rains swamped the subways bringing transit of all kinds to a sloshy halt. But of course, this all happened at about 6, which is the height of my REM cycle, so I was completely unaware. Totally and utterly oblivious, I left for work and occasioned a thought on the torrents of water still running down the gutters. My train came on time, and in fact was emptier than usual. I was astonished how quickly I arrived. I later learned that most everyone was hours late to work, or couldn't get in at all. The city had advised everyone to stay home. What else is happening while I'm sleeping I wonder? Elephant parades through my living room? Battles between River Giants? I'm a little concerned for my safety, though perhaps what I don't know will continue not to hurt me.
Posted by ian at August 9, 2007 9:37 AM