Tropical Storm Tammy.
Now, not to diminish the possible destructive power of this storm, but... Tammy? It's really hard for me to take this seriously. It would seem that the National Weather Service is running out of names, and it might be time for a new system. Because I am just not ready for Tropical Storm Bambi to take out Savannah or for Hurricane Debbie to do Dallas. They only have 21 names a year, and there are apparently only a few left. Then they have to resort to the Greek alphabet, which I personally am much more excited about. Hurricane Omicron and Tropical Storm Upsilon sound peachy to me. Once we pass by Wilma (from the Flintstonian epoch), which is the last name, we're headed for Alpha. I think that the World Meteorological Organization (WMO) which is a United Nations agency, should look ahead to next year and start with an entirely new idea. Hey, why not continue with the name theme, and the Greek theme, and start in with God names from the Grecian pantheon. This could then branch out to Roman names and Norse names. Hurricane Odin? Thor? Absofuckinglutely. There are only going to continue to be more storms, guys. You had better get the name arsenal up and running.
Author's disclaimer: This was not the intended entry today, but the author left her journal at home by her bed because she is stupid. Also, the author would like to note that looking forward to Hurricane names such as Athena and Hephaestus does not mean that she condones the use of Mother Nature to inflict suffering on the human race. But hey, it happens. It might as well have a good name.