#1.  There’s nothing to stop the wind in a thunderstorm.  We had a big thunderstorm the other night, and everything that was on our front porch here ended up airborne.  We had carpet we’d pulled out of the master bedroom, a swing that wasn’t attached yet, a table, and a box of my clothes that Pete had unloaded but hadn’t carried into the house.  That’s how I came to be laying in the wet grass at 10 at night, holding a flashlight, looking in the poison ivy infested underbelly of the LP tank for my granny panties.