We're Not in Birmingham Anymore...

I was awakened from my Sunday afternoon nap by tornado sirens. And, as anyone in my family can attest, those sirens usually send me into a state of slight paranoia. While Jason went to check the weather reports, Archie and I hung out in the guest bathroom until given the "all clear."

After emerging from Tornado Headquarters, as we affectionately call our guest bath, I watched a little bit of Montgomery's version of weather coverage. And I was actually shocked to not be able to find my weather expert James Spann. It seems that, because we got Birmingham stations while we lived in Tuscaloosa, I had assumed that James Spann reached the entire state. I had not stopped to realize that in Wetumpka I would depend on someone else for weather updates. And, after watching about 15 minutes of Montgomery weather coverage, it's safe to say that I miss James. I'm pretty sure that I could have done the weather better myself yesterday afternoon.

While a program interruption by James Spann can be annoying, I'm hoping, for the sake of my television set, that these Montgomery guys don't need to break into any regularly scheduled programming anytime soon. And, as anyone in the South knows, more tornado alerts are imminent as Spring approaches.

UPDATE: Apparently Mr. Spann has a webpage, which links to his blog, and I'm not his only dedicated fan.