Equipment Problems: Blown fuses in the Doppler, Patch cords chewed by mice, fifty mm lens scratched by hail, anemometer lost (possibly at the Coney-opolis), communication equipment failure
Hours of driving logged: 19
Hours of sleep logged: Six (all weekend!)
Best quote of the weekend: Frosty “It looks like it’s dancing and also destroying a barn!”
Reoccurring Accident of the weekend: Scott driving off with coffee on the roof of his car. (three times)
Chase air guitar solos: Four (that I saw – possibly more)
Most embarrassing moment: Reviewing the tapes and hearing the really dopey things we say when we see a tornado – an excerpt:
SCOTT: Man, that’s a twister alright!
CHASE: That one means business!
Parking tickets received: 3
Confirmed Tornados Spotted: 4
That’s right, four. We saw so many tornadoes this weekend that we had to give them nicknames to keep them straight (if you were curious, they were - Barn Stormer, Lefty, Haily, and Slowpoke.) I finally got to see what it’s like when the chase season is in full swing – and now I need to sleep for a thousand years (and then enter a million numbers into a spreadsheet.)