The wind cried....Monster.

One heckuva storm raged through the country yesterday and today. The English language papers are calling it Typhoon Fitow, but in Japan it was simply named storm No. nine.

This beast tore up trees, toppled vending machines, tumbled houses, flooded roads, sank bridges and generally made everone's life quite miserable and terrifying all at the same time.

Getting to work were a harrowing experience. People walking along the streets had umbrellas ripped from their grasp. These flying raptors, spindly and shapeless, would swoop down upon unsuspecting victims and envelop them in a loving embrace before being tossed to the ground.
Some persistent folks were determined to travel by bicycle. These particular fools were buffeted by winds that would push them into traffic. Me were surprised that nobody got hit.

At the entrance to the building where Me be employed Me were greeted the sight of sandbags stacked out front to prevent any possible water damage. The building is only a block from a river and the possibility of flooding loomed throughout the day.

There were no view from the windows today. The sky were darkened by the continuous thrashing of the storm and the glass were a solid ripple of undulating rain.

Most students cancelled their lessons; which were probably a good thang. The fantastic change in air pressure and negative ions from this monster had everyone feeling furry headed and bland. A general feeling of malaise permeated the atmosphere.

When stuff like this happens nothing feels right, sounds right or tastes right.

Tomorrow will be a long and hopefully exciting day for me. The Scary Monster will Em-Cee a party of over 600 bikers. Me will be absent tomorrow, but will post pictures on Sunday.

Stay Stompy.