Storm of the century...

OK, storm of the century couldn't be farther from the truth, but by central Ohio newscasts standards you'd think Katrina's older, drug-addled, heroin addict brother was blowing into town.

So after all was said and done, last Saturday went off without a hitch - even though the National Weather Service confirmed that a tornado touched down about two miles away from our house!!! Although I couldn't see any damage where they said it hit, I can honestly say that I'd rather have no tornado than a no damage tornado.

Here's some video for the West Coast readers who (probably) haven't ever heard a tornado siren. They're very eerie, unless it's a Wednesday at noon...then they're just testing them.



As you can see by the video below, the Zen couldn't care less about the situation. Part of me thinks it's because he's a baby and didn't have a clue what was going on, the other part of me thinks it's because he's a brave badass superhero that used his secret powers of telekinesis to disarm Mother Nature, dissolving the tornado from far away using only brain waves and giggles, consequently saving an entire community from ruin; all while its people are none the wiser.

Then, 18 years later, we, as parents, have no idea that our son can materialize and move objects until he secretly reveals to us that we shan't worry anymore because all of our problems are over and we should just keep the full amount saved in his 529 account "for fun or maybe a vacation," because he's already materialized a big stack of money that will cover the full amount of his tuition to the John Hopkins School of Medicine, where he'll later study Oncology and develop cures for diabetes, cancer, AIDS, and halitosis.

I need to stop watching Heroes.

Still, a big stack of money would be a nice Father's Day present. Doesn't have to be '08, either...'09 would work. You reading this, Zen?