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You know, it wasn't that I thought it was a myth, exactly; I just couldn't imagine what it would be like to have baseball and/or softball sized hail. I mean, that's one hell of a lot of ice coming down from the sky, you know?
And hey! now I don't have to imagine! Because it happened here! Tonight! Right this very minute, in fact! (...OK, it's stopped now. Wonder if I can get any pictures of this...)
(taken after the hail was over, but after it had started raining, so even though this was less than five minutes after it ended, they were already melting away. Plus, of course, it was over 70 degrees F.)
Turns out that one thing you really really REALLY do not need in a major city is softball-sized hail. The auto-insurance companies will be doing a resentfully booming business starting tomorrow. As will some of the home insurance places. And, sadly, some health insurance places as well, because that stuff hurts. IT HURTS! (...OK, it was my own fault. I opened the door to see what the hell this was, because it didn't sound like anything I've ever experienced before. And I opened the door and got whacked in the foot.
I wish I'd gotten out to take a picture just a little sooner, though. The street was completely covered in about two inches of hail. And then it was just ... gone.
And hey! now I don't have to imagine! Because it happened here! Tonight! Right this very minute, in fact! (...OK, it's stopped now. Wonder if I can get any pictures of this...)
(taken after the hail was over, but after it had started raining, so even though this was less than five minutes after it ended, they were already melting away. Plus, of course, it was over 70 degrees F.)
Turns out that one thing you really really REALLY do not need in a major city is softball-sized hail. The auto-insurance companies will be doing a resentfully booming business starting tomorrow. As will some of the home insurance places. And, sadly, some health insurance places as well, because that stuff hurts. IT HURTS! (...OK, it was my own fault. I opened the door to see what the hell this was, because it didn't sound like anything I've ever experienced before. And I opened the door and got whacked in the foot.
I wish I'd gotten out to take a picture just a little sooner, though. The street was completely covered in about two inches of hail. And then it was just ... gone.
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