We never get thunderstorms up at the Ling. Now and then, like every other week or so, it'll rain for a day or two. But it never proper storms, it just rain rain rains. Bo-ring.
The rain is a mixed blessing. On the one hand, it means there's clean, fresh water pouring into our reservoirs. On the other hand, it means we have to move all the books and supplies we left outside into one of the warehouses. On the one hand, we get all wet walking around outside. On the other hand, you can dump all your extra crap and just go take a nice walk in the cleansing rain. Also, it washes my glasses.
Unfortunately, I have to schlep my stuff back from the office to my room through it. Fortunately (and this is the best part of all), my room is all of 500 feet away and I can sit on the back patio and watch the rain come down! Well, I could if there were street lights out, which there aren't.
OH HEY THERE WAS ANOTHER THUNDER! TOTALLY COUNTS!
(that might have just been the factory loading dock gate getting blown around, though)