Hopeless Geek

I have no idea why, but last night God drained his pool on us. For four to six hours we had nothing but wet coming down on us.

Normally, I like a good storm, but the first wave from that storm included what the National Weather Service called “quarter-inch hail” that, by the time it got to us, was golf-ball-sized hail. Of course, I only realized this when I saw it on the ground … and heard it hitting the house and car.

Oh, did I mention the garage was full because we have things we have no place for just yet? So the two of us hit the garage and pushed it all towards the back and made room for the car. We got it mostly in and away from the storm (save a few inches that were protected by the roof and such) only to look at the hood and realize we were a little late. Three dents.

Of course, that’s for the whole car, so it’s not so bad. I managed to get some photos and video of the fun, though.

That’s half of one of the golf balls that would have pegged the car.

A video of the thunder and lightning before the first wave.

A video of the hail starting. At this point, I was totally unaware of the size of it. It was when I heard the loud chink noises and saw a quarter-ball in the yard that I realized we were in for some pain.