Our Weather Correspondent Mitch:
Into the "Eye" of Typhoon Fitow
Last week, Typhoon Fitow blew directly into our town as a category 2 storm, as predicted. So, Brian sent Mitch out into the storm to gather blog "B-roll" footage.
Click here to see a video of Mitch, reporting live, from the sea wall in our neighborhood of Mabori Kaigan.
Okay, so it wasn't exactly the eye of the storm. And Mitch isn't much of a news correspondent, since verbal communication with him is largely and generally one-sided. But if Mitch could talk, the narrative of his video would probably be something you've heard before with every other storm report. He'd probably be reciting--with extreme enthusiasm (note the wagging tail)--the same somewhat stupid monologue all weather correspondents end up saying as they're thrust into the most dangerous part of the storm.
"It's raining, it's pouring, it's really windy. It's really getting bad out here. Whoa! Look at the size of that wave! Stay home people. But let me just step into the flood waters to show you how deep they are..."
The storm continued long after Mitch returned home, all through the night actually. Luckily, we didn't have any damage to our house, although our neighbor reports this is the worst storm in the 30 years he's lived here. Although 20 years ago, he tells us our neighborhood did have some flooding. But that enabled him to step out of his front door, reach down into the 1 foot of water, and effortlessly grab a 2-foot-long fish to fry up for dinner, so in retrospect, he only laughs about that storm.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
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2 comments:
Yard Fish! Nice!
OK, are you flippin (yes, I censored myself) nuts!
Are you trying to loose your dog at sea? Is this how you treat man's best friend? (Incidently, who is woman's best friend? I will choose not to put forth an answer as doing so may lead to my untimely death).
Is B trying to get himself struck by lightning. Or did he think it was fun when those Cows were flying through the air in the movie Twister? It wasn't cool. A waste of beef (Mmmm...steak).
Seriously, you are in the navy (insert Village people chorus here). You are supposed to batton down the hatches. Drink hot cocoa. Protect your child.
I'm so disappointed.
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