Hail, Hail, the Gang's All Inside, Cowering in Fear

My mother grew up in Kansas and she would occasionally mention seeing baseball-sized hail during really strong thunderstorms. Personal experience has demonstrated that even raisin-sized hail is pretty painful, and that grape-sized hail striking the outside of an office building can render phone conversations inaudible inside.

Consider, then, the effects of baseball-size hail on an outdoor swimming pool:



OK, the commentary is a bit repetitive - apparently this year's Duuuude Convention was in Oklahoma City - but it is sincere.

I imagine this must have been what Long Island Sound looked like that time the Germans invaded...

Addition to the Blogroll Lineup

A college friend's son has a nice-looking blog whose only drawback is that it's all about the Mets. Nevertheless, check out Mets Rumors, to be found under "Dave's Faves" from this day forth.

Blog ball!

But Did Anastasia Wear a Wig?

From the noted Velikii Knyaz' Matvey of all Karpatska Rus' and Lansing* comes word of an intriguing examination of macro-male-pattern baldness among the Soviet leadership.

Translating to our system, Cheney's been running the country (into the ground) for the past eight years so I think things are looking up.

*Whose coat of arms features a Uniate in Birkenstocks being pushed over Taughannock Falls by an Old Believer, if memory serves