On the bright side, the poker/casino gods were kind to me this weekend.
That's about it for the bright side.
Rewind to Friday, which was a typical, normal Friday night. I was playing in the Omaha 8 tournament on Noble, wife was watching television, all was well. It was supposed to storm, fairly bad thunderstorms, but nothing seemingly too burly. So it started to rain, then rain a little harder, then, basically out of nowhere, suddenly ping-pong ball sized hall is coming in almost horizontally and slamming into the back of my house, where the patio is.
I also had the pleasure of burying the half dozen dead doves in my backyard, that didn't manage to escape the wrath of Jebus' hailstorm. Which is odd, as I thought Jebus was cool with the doves. I guess these were Satanic, heathen doves.
Assorted potted plans outside were completely destroyed. Pots and all. Just little lumps of dirts where plant + pot used to be. Crazy.
Here's to the rest of the week not sucking so much.