I can remember camping out in Oklahoma one night, not to awfully far from Miami. There were tornado warnings and we had my car radio on when the weather was looking dicey.

The warning came on and my friend grabbed me and pulled me down between the tents, as if THEY would have been any protection! We ended up unharmed (no tornadoes there), I locked myself out of my car, her husband and son managed to break into it, our stew bubbled and slightly burned over the fire during the storm but that damn fire kept burning! A truly memorable night.

Then they told me there was a hill full of baby copperheads about a hundred feet or so away. And the beagles started howling. I said, "Fuck it!" and retreated to my car to sleep. Found out the next morning, Annie's husband used my car as protective covering to pee several times that night. He didn't know I was sleeping right next to where he was peeing. Luckily I never woke up.

Definitely a memorable, unique night. I think I hate Oklahoma. Missouri may be next if we get the weather they're saying we're going to get tomorrow.