I have a newfound empathy for Britney Spears. The constant flashing sky and yelling thunder intruding my home last night almost caused me to marry my backup dancer and have two children.
The idea that the rapture had arrived and I was left behind passed through my head, but mostly that storm was awesome. I left the windows open and tried to get some pictures. The best one (left, above) was taken without a flash at 1:00am. That party in the sky was bright and loud.