As I parked my car at the grocery store and shut off the engine, a thread of lightning violently wove its way across the fabric of the sky. An instant later, thunder rattled as if nature's symphony was preempted by a rock 'n roll drum solo. I came across some old friends inside the store who told me that the thunder shook the building. It was close. I smiled. I love storms. There's something invigorating about them - a near magical quality that makes me feel alive. Inclement weather and other acts of God are my fountain of youth/Nic, Faithful Geek. More here.
DFO: My favorite storms -- ever -- are the thunder-and-lightning storms that venture out of the Bad Rock Canyon (near Glacier National Park) and hammer the Flathead Valley (Kalispell, Mont.). They scare you.
Question: Do you like storms?