Greetings everyone and another hopefully pleasant Friday to you all. We've only got the one update for the Hydra this week as the other projects are in various stages of the "wait and see" phase, but in their place we have some new Interest Checks to...check out. Tom included a brief summary of each one, so if they sound interesting to you then be sure to sign up for updates.
Speaking of electrostatics, if you're in the pacific northwest then we're certainly closing the month out with a bang. Tom has told me we enjoyed a casual Southern Tuesday night, but as an earthquaker resident who gets thunder and lightning maybe twice a year tops, that was a hell of a storm. Over 7000 recorded lightning strikes in the 24 hour period in WA state alone and somehow no major fires reported yet so fingers crossed we just got a great show for free.
I love me a good storm. It's like putting my soul through the washer and hanging up all that annoying existential worry to dry for a bit. It's too easy to get sucked in and bogged down by the minutia of life when you're up close with it constantly. But then you get rag dolled by nature as a reminder of how insignificant you are. Standing blind in the darkness watching the apocalypse roll towards you in brief whips of light, deafened to the sounds of the world by the cracks and rumbles of the air exploding.
Who cares about all that made up noise when the wind is turning every crack in your house into a train whistle. Clouds so big and dark the light of the universe can't peek through. The invisible stampede of rain and hail pounding everything beneath it.
Seconds, minutes, or hours later the hammering and howling reduces to taps and whistles. Light from the stars and moon slip between cracks in the clouds. Insects and birds chirp. Everything smells fresh and feels renewed again.
Then it's gone, and despite all the noise and chaos, we are still here.
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