The sky last night.
It poured down right before I left work at 4. Came home to a freaked out cat, because there were a handful (if you are a thunder god) of lightening strikes within a few blocks of our place. D looked a little bothered as well. Cooled it down by a good 20˚F, temporarily. We've just not been that hot, compared to the heat we sometimes get this time of year. Instead, the middle of the continent is getting broiled. I feel especially bad for the northerners, who often don't have air conditioning (why should they, when they'd only need it a month out of the year?) Like when the south got weeks of cold and snow, and them with no adequate coats or insulation.
It's all a matter of what one is prepared for. The freak weather gets us all, then.