I was sitting at my desk this blustery afternoon when I heard a crash from outside. One of the windows a few floors above me had blown out, sending big hunks of glass onto the roof setback outside my window. Nobody on the sidewalk was injured, since there’s another roof setback about 10 floors below that one.
Whee!
What caused the explosion? Somebody cooking meth up there?
Isn’t global warming fun? Now if only the rain would stop and the snow start.
You didn’t say what caused it so I hope it was just the wind. I once lived in a place with casements and when the wind got going just right, it’d suddenly suck one of them open. Spooky, especially before I figured out how it’d happened. But that was nothing compared to an earlier situation long ago when I and parents were sure not only that our big picture windows were going to implode on us but that the whole house might disintegrate.
If you are worried about your own windows, there is this plastic stuff at the hardware store you can put on them that’ll slow ‘em down a little if they break, but it kind of screws up the view. You could also just get out the duct tape if there are high wind warnings.
Yep. Tons of wind damage and a little flooding to boot right now in the Lower Mainland. GG global warming.
My mum always warned my dad about how bad and shocking wind is!!! Now I know why!
I just nailed the hell out of a roof deck we are putting down with the fact in mind that wind speeds and loads are increasing every year. As a builder/remodeler, I cringe to think of what unexpected bad weather will do to many of the communities around here. Here in the north-north east, the concept of building codes has been slow to catch on and still talk of high winds, wild storms, tornadoes or earthquakes generate rolled eyes and jesting smiles.
I lived in the midwest (tornado country) and grew up with tornado drills in school and news stories of towns and neighborhoods decimated in minutes. Not to mention what the Mississippi river can do.
Nature can easily remind humans in minutes what trivial, small beings they really are, capital be damned.