… oh, where did the blue skies go? … and why is it raining so? …
I went to see The Day After Tomorrow with a friend last week, and for some reason, I kept waiting for a military advisor to step up and suggest firing a nuclear missile into the eye of the storm to get it to stop. I mean, that’s what they seem to do in all the movies to stop the evil forces.
The wave going through New York was pretty spiffy, though.