Cool

So late this morning after about ten to fifteen minutes of what sounds like giant metal canisters rolling across the convenience store of the sky (or "thunder" if you want to be literal), a giant wall of rain marched up the street, knocking branches onto the street and causing little mini floods. Then there was a brief, terrifying succession of the loudest lighting I've ever heard. It did not decimate Syracuse, thankfully. Apparently these storms are called supercells.

Cool.