You should have seen the city of Brisbane this morning.
I was faffing with some .ASP code and the office manager came running in and said the CEO wanted everybody to pack up and leave the office immediately. Brisbane Emergency services had ordered everybody on the West Side to evacuate. The streets were flooding so quickly from the biblical rain falling it was believed the city might be underwater before nightfall. I had a brief flashback there to the L.A. Riots for a moment before I got out of my chair and got my laptop.
The power station failed for the Southwest ... then the phone lines began to go out. My manager was nice enough to drive me to the station and I caught one of the last express trains to the Gold Coast. When we drove through Ipswich it looked like the city had been hit with a neutron bomb. Lights were still on in the stores but it was deserted, sandbags piled high in driveways, stalled cars left in trenches filled with water.
Yesterday there was an inland Tsunami in Toowoomba, which is on a mountain (!), claiming the lives of at least 8 people.
I'm so glad we're on a slope and high up on a mountain with no ridges emptying into our plain above us. I'm also glad that I chose a place where gravity makes flooding of the shelter impossible. A ravine empties our property at the back.
Biblical. Seems to happen pretty regular around these parts lately. I suspect it's only the beginning. After ten years of getting ready for the apocalypse, nothing can get a rise out of me anymore. I was yawning on the way home and thinking about getting a nixie clock for the shelter.
When the interglacial ends, the atmosphere contracts and sheds water as precipitation. In the colder North, it falls as snow. Here in the south, it falls as rain. Same prime mover. Different expressions depending on proximity to the equator.