When we move to Kansas, everybody would mention the Tornadoes. It turns out we do get a warning every now and again. We had our first warning two weeks ago. We spent some quality time listening to a book on tape and eating Mandarin oranges on our camp chairs in out unfinished basement. It was enjoyable, but I am looking forward to finishing the theater room as it will have no windows, and we can hunker down in there instead. Last week after we went to Denver for the weekend there was another more urgent warning. One of my good friends got stuck in Walmart for an hour and a half, slightly scared. It turns out that I wouldn't have been much safer if I had stayed put. Greeley, Colorado (my home town) got hit by a tornado last month. So you never know what your chances are. At least we have a basement to hide in, and I am pretty quick to pray.