All Hail The Sleet

by chris cunningham

This morning about 6:00am it started hailing like mad. Yes that’s hail, not snow. I’m talking massive bruising hail. Damn, that’s a lot of hail. Here’s a bunch of pictures people sent out at work. I guess the groundhog saw his shadow. Brrrrr… Of course by lunchtime most of it had melted and throwing hailballs was not out of the question. I destroyed my second car today. I went to pick George up for lunch and pulled into the parking lot. As I flipped a U-turn we heard some metal scrape. Well, the car kept going so we went to lunch and I dropped him off and went to the other building. I got about half way there when the car crapped out. Long story short I broke a pipe or hose of from underneath and it drained the radiator and fried the engine. Nice. Why is there a pipe that is that vital to the car located soemplace that it can be scraped off. I’ll blame the Australians for this one on their poor design. In the photo of George throwing the hailball, on the left side of the picture you can see the metal thing I hit. Who put that there?