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Something got smote this morning.

I had just left Starbucks clutching my latte and delighting/bemoaning the news that a harbinger of Autumn was arriving next week – the Pumpkin Spice Latte! As if faux tombstones and spider-webbing in the display at Walgreens isn’t bad enough.

Anyway, so I’m walking and I feel a few drops of rain on my head. I look up and the sky is cloudy, but doesn’t look like it should be raining, but it is, as Adam would say, just a little bit raining. I fix my gaze towards the Monona Terrace when out of nowhere comes a gigantic lightning bolt – huge, singular,purplish and fierce. It strikes somewhere behind the Terrace. I am momentarily blinded by the brightness of the light and before I can finish uttering “HOLY SHI…” earth-shaking booming thunder that takes my breath away tells me that I should hope to god my house is still standing.

I speed up to a pace that won’t spill my coffee and I chuckle a little bit. That was seriously one of those comedy movie WRATH OF GOD moments. I imagine a smoking hole in the ground where the fool who tempted the Gods once stood.

I wish I had a picture for you, it was an awesome sight to behold.
I hear the thunder outside and wish I could sit out somewhere and watch it roll in.

Instead, I get to sit inside at a computer and realize that this is probably one of the last thunderstorms of our quickly waning summer.

sigh.