So last night we in Phoenix were trounced by a haboob. It's been my life long dream to see one. I kid of course, I've never heard of one. But generally speaking, I think inclement weather is pretty grand. So when I heard the wind outside I should've have gotten out of bed and seen what was up. But of course, I didn't.
I missed the haboob.
I hate you J.D. Salinger and your engrossing books.