As a Texan, I can definitely agree with Nera’s assertion. 60 mph winds are not all that uncommon during thunderstorm season here. Granted, you don’t really want to be outside during all that, but sheltering inside is generally fine unless there’s an actual tornado. It does appear that a falling tree has compromised the integrity of the building, which seems to suggest that the so-called-safehouse was not built very sturdily, which could a valid concern. Also, Nera isn’t being entirely fair – only Leo is acting like a baby about the weather – Tip hasn’t actually said anything about it yet. And I’m guessing Tip has probably been through worse as well.
Y’ever seen a tree that size fall on a house? I have. A tree even half that size falling on the house would have done that much damage, even without the high winds. No, that house was built just fine.
Notice behind the characters and word balloons (all inside the house) is the tree that was once outside the house and a fair amount of the sky is visible where there once was a roof.
We had a tree come through our roof, came far too close from killing my wife. But that was lightning causing the tree to explode, not wind. And not fun.
If we hadn’t had our roof replaced with a metal one a year or two previous, I’d’ve been making funeral arrangements. The entire roof on one side buckled, decelerating the tree. It was pretty amazing physics. Apparently it caused quite a noise, but we didn’t really hear it, being inside the event, as it were. Bright purple flash and then there’s a tree in the house above my wife’s head.
You got lucky. We had a wind storm here several years back. A man got up in the night to see what the noise was outside, and at that moment, a tree came through the roof and killed his wife in bed.
Yes, the device in her hand is an anemometer. The little blades (or cups) on the top are a dead giveaway. And — one hopes at least — it’s pretty useless indoors.
Ike passed directly over my dorm. That was like looking into the face of God. 60 mph sustained winds are still pretty rough though. That’s a high level tropical storm.
Ditto on the weather comments above; I’m a multi-gen NW Florida native, and I remember my Dad taking myself and my older brother outside during the eye of a hurricane so we could remember what it was like; the sky was sort of gray-green and it was dead calm… for a little while. I remember that it was so quiet that you could hear people talking in the houses down our block. And when the storm moved and the winds began again, it sounded like trains. Very, very strange.
In fairness. Leo may be reacting to whatever crud seems to have fallen both upon his back and on the top of Nera’s head. Which might be a reasonable reaction for all we know. (And if that’s a piece of his skin that was torn off his back and has somehow landed on Nera’s head then I would say there’s a certain amount of justice on his side and I admire his ability to say anything more articulate then “OW!”. ^_^;;).
I think his point is that Lions are not instinctively prepared to deal with hurricanes and tornadoes. Yes, there are hippos in Africa, but they are not a threat to lions, and lions can take out a hippo if they have to.
On the other hand, Africa does have some pretty spectacular sand storms, so lions do have instinctive responses to high winds. But a cave in Africa is considerably more sturdy that a pile of lumber in New Jersey.
Because she’s in New Jersey. Sure, actual scientists in the USA measure things in metric, but she’s not a scientist. She’s a journalist who happens to have a scientific instrument in her hand.
A well’a, tell me guys what’s wrong with me.
My novel was published and the hotel’s free.
My editor calls the cops with a shrug.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
Well, the safe house’s nasty so I’m up the creek.
I’m trying to stand on my own four feet.
Now I’ve just missed being thunderstruck.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
Well, now, please don’t tell me that I’m out of my mind.
Things are slightly mixed up though I’m in a bind.
When I’m near the tree that falls the best
My heart beats so it scares me to death,
Uh, well, they crushed my brand with their own blind spot.
And people won’t see if they think it’s not.
It’s just one great big cover-up.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
It’s terrifying when these people freak
I’m only helpful as an evacuee.
There isn’t a Cure for this new mankind,
And I can’t stop the reality-blind.
They crushed my brand with their own blind spot.
And people won’t see if they think it’s not.
It’s just one great big cover-up.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah—
It’s all shook up.
—from “All Shook Up,” composed by Otis Blackwell and (in theory) Elvis Presley.
I have several friends in Kansas who would seriously disagree with you. And according to weather data, the summer months are the least windy part of the year in Kansas, with average wind speeds of less than 10 mph between May and October.
Do you actually know how powerful 60 mph winds are? 60 mph winds can easily take down trees and blow small cars off the road. They can peel the siding and shingles off a house. Anything over 50 mph is classified as “damaging” by the NOAA.
In the words of Douglas Adams, if discretion is the better part of valor, then cowardice is the better part of discretion. Leo is not retreating, he is advancing bravely in the direction of greater shelter.
I’ve been through worse.
As a Texan, I can definitely agree with Nera’s assertion. 60 mph winds are not all that uncommon during thunderstorm season here. Granted, you don’t really want to be outside during all that, but sheltering inside is generally fine unless there’s an actual tornado. It does appear that a falling tree has compromised the integrity of the building, which seems to suggest that the so-called-safehouse was not built very sturdily, which could a valid concern. Also, Nera isn’t being entirely fair – only Leo is acting like a baby about the weather – Tip hasn’t actually said anything about it yet. And I’m guessing Tip has probably been through worse as well.
Y’ever seen a tree that size fall on a house? I have. A tree even half that size falling on the house would have done that much damage, even without the high winds. No, that house was built just fine.
Notice behind the characters and word balloons (all inside the house) is the tree that was once outside the house and a fair amount of the sky is visible where there once was a roof.
We had a tree come through our roof, came far too close from killing my wife. But that was lightning causing the tree to explode, not wind. And not fun.
If we hadn’t had our roof replaced with a metal one a year or two previous, I’d’ve been making funeral arrangements. The entire roof on one side buckled, decelerating the tree. It was pretty amazing physics. Apparently it caused quite a noise, but we didn’t really hear it, being inside the event, as it were. Bright purple flash and then there’s a tree in the house above my wife’s head.
You got lucky. We had a wind storm here several years back. A man got up in the night to see what the noise was outside, and at that moment, a tree came through the roof and killed his wife in bed.
Well, fair enough. That does appear to be a very tall tree.
Not only tall… Assuming Nera is around 5’6″ tall, the tree appears to be at least 3 feet in diameter.
Um, Nera’s anemometer is in her hand – which would seem to indicate the wind INSIDE the house is 60mph. I’m in agreement with Leo.
Well, sure. NOW it’s inside the house.
Are you sure the anemometer is in Nera’s hand or the device is only relaying the reading?
Yes, the device in her hand is an anemometer. The little blades (or cups) on the top are a dead giveaway. And — one hopes at least — it’s pretty useless indoors.
Ike passed directly over my dorm. That was like looking into the face of God. 60 mph sustained winds are still pretty rough though. That’s a high level tropical storm.
Ditto on the weather comments above; I’m a multi-gen NW Florida native, and I remember my Dad taking myself and my older brother outside during the eye of a hurricane so we could remember what it was like; the sky was sort of gray-green and it was dead calm… for a little while. I remember that it was so quiet that you could hear people talking in the houses down our block. And when the storm moved and the winds began again, it sounded like trains. Very, very strange.
In fairness. Leo may be reacting to whatever crud seems to have fallen both upon his back and on the top of Nera’s head. Which might be a reasonable reaction for all we know. (And if that’s a piece of his skin that was torn off his back and has somehow landed on Nera’s head then I would say there’s a certain amount of justice on his side and I admire his ability to say anything more articulate then “OW!”. ^_^;;).
It looks like insulation from the ceiling.
To be fair, you don’t exactly get hurricanes and tornadoes in Central Africa each year
They got hippos. Nowhere is safe.
I think his point is that Lions are not instinctively prepared to deal with hurricanes and tornadoes. Yes, there are hippos in Africa, but they are not a threat to lions, and lions can take out a hippo if they have to.
On the other hand, Africa does have some pretty spectacular sand storms, so lions do have instinctive responses to high winds. But a cave in Africa is considerably more sturdy that a pile of lumber in New Jersey.
Why is Nera using miles/hour instead of km?
It was cheap on E-Bay.
Because she’s in New Jersey. Sure, actual scientists in the USA measure things in metric, but she’s not a scientist. She’s a journalist who happens to have a scientific instrument in her hand.
A well’a, tell me guys what’s wrong with me.
My novel was published and the hotel’s free.
My editor calls the cops with a shrug.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
Well, the safe house’s nasty so I’m up the creek.
I’m trying to stand on my own four feet.
Now I’ve just missed being thunderstruck.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
Well, now, please don’t tell me that I’m out of my mind.
Things are slightly mixed up though I’m in a bind.
When I’m near the tree that falls the best
My heart beats so it scares me to death,
Uh, well, they crushed my brand with their own blind spot.
And people won’t see if they think it’s not.
It’s just one great big cover-up.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah.
It’s terrifying when these people freak
I’m only helpful as an evacuee.
There isn’t a Cure for this new mankind,
And I can’t stop the reality-blind.
They crushed my brand with their own blind spot.
And people won’t see if they think it’s not.
It’s just one great big cover-up.
It’s not love—
It’s all shook up.
Mm mm mm, m-mm, yay, yay, yeah—
It’s all shook up.
—from “All Shook Up,” composed by Otis Blackwell and (in theory) Elvis Presley.
In Kansas we call 60 mph winds a gentle summer breeze.
I have several friends in Kansas who would seriously disagree with you. And according to weather data, the summer months are the least windy part of the year in Kansas, with average wind speeds of less than 10 mph between May and October.
Do you actually know how powerful 60 mph winds are? 60 mph winds can easily take down trees and blow small cars off the road. They can peel the siding and shingles off a house. Anything over 50 mph is classified as “damaging” by the NOAA.
In the words of Douglas Adams, if discretion is the better part of valor, then cowardice is the better part of discretion. Leo is not retreating, he is advancing bravely in the direction of greater shelter.