You mean one trailer park over?
From your trailer?
Just kidding.
More accurate for my cabin than your home.
Prayers for you bro.
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Gracias, seniorito. 
Heading out to get the equipment now.
I didn’t know tornadoes were a thing in Pennsylvania. Please, stay safe and be careful with the tree clearing stuff.
Since I’m famous (well, notorious) for volunteering obscure and morbid facts, the first person who skied down from the top of Mt Everest got killed in his backyard felling a tree after a storm.
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Be careful! And also, keep an eye on my son! I have no idea where he is relative to you, but he’s tall, with sandy brown hair. You’ll recognize him right away.
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Im in the southern part of Allegheny county. “At the end of the T-line.”.
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In NY, it’s time to get the milk and bread - wine and beers, fill up the tub with water for the snowmageddon or whatever.
Long Islanders be like buying all of the batteries, flashlights, water.
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We get little micro bursts. They just come down and smash everything, then disappear.
Just drove through a bunch. Looks like the fist of an angry god just smacked a neighborhood.
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Why does everybody think I live in a trailer park!!? 
Some really good footage. Unfortunately those houses are about ¾ mill. each 
Trailer park remains safe, untouched.
Everything went really good.
I violated some guy on an existential level when he tried going around our flagger and into our work zone.
He’s calling everybodys bosses. Mine, theirs, his, everybody. And he took pictures of me. Those gotta be pretty special!
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I live in a Masonic Park, cabins. My dad calls it a trailer park.
The name fits.
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I’m in an old coal patch. These are my people. Its actually pretty nice. Multiple generation familes on the same block & stuff. Its literally Mr. Rogers Neighborhood.
I get it. I’m in what was intended to be a weekend place for Masons from Fresno but now some broke dick mofos are living here. My Grandfather bought the cabin in 1954 and my neighbors were here when he bought it (they don’t live here).
Neighbor across the street I have known for forty years, two cabins down, know that guy for fifty years, lived with his mom in Palo Alto in the late eighties.
My kids are fourth generation here.
I get it.
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I’m picturing an idyllic setting surrounded by old growth cyprus with rolling hills of artichokes off in the distance.
I don’t care if its not like that. It is to me!
Redwoods,
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Those are good too. Probably better than cyprus. Really high canopied so you get lots of dappled sunlight, but not directly.
Those are redwoods above and beyond my cabin and the Chrysanthemums.
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Beautiful. Those mums get huge! We have to cut them back and winterize them here, so they never get like that.
Looks quiet & peaceful.
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That’s weird, in my neck of the woods we have similar small tornadoes (I guess that’s a name I just invented?) but they form only over water and break up immediately after making landfall. I guess I’d completely freak out if I saw one inland, especially if I was in a wooden house.
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That happens a lot, actually. The most dangerous ones are fallen and loaded with pressure from the weight of the tree. The best course of action is to start on the small limbs and slowly relieve the pressure. It will budge a little by little as the pressure is relieved, but not dramatically.
What kills people is when they go all he-man at the base or a big fork, it unloads explosively and throws the saw back through their head or neck.
Had a bad one like that at @Basement_Gainz place a few years ago. I’m glad he called me. We had a good time, met his wife & kids, and had some awesome 7 bean soup compliments of Mrs. Gainz.
My old buddy. Very talented.
Totally non-sequitur.
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