We had almost two hours of heavy thunderstorms last night. Everything was there: rolling thunder, booming thunder, crackling thunder. Constant lightning. What am I doing? Sitting rolled up to a ball on the couch, white-knuckled, watching TV at midnight (Conan O'Brian had a duck on the stage. HAH!). What are hubby and stupidcat doing? They lie in bed, snoring softly thru all the ruckus, the flooding, the balcony planters being blown around. Man.