Rockin' n Rollin'

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

So, yesterday I received quite a jolt, literally, as a 5.4 earthquake occurred in Chino Hills, approximately 14 miles from me.  As I was working at the time, I ducked under my desk; the shaking felt quite strong -- and was very loud -- and lasted a good 15 or 20 seconds, I thought.  When the main shaking stopped, I got up and walked over to the doorway, where I could feel the ground gently rolling for another 15 seconds or so.  Next, I took inventory of the pets.  Poor Bamba was trembling so badly, her little ears were shaking.  Kibo seemed wary... actually, he looked a bit seasick if you ask me, but was for the most part fine.  Jihi was completely unphased, and promptly stole my desk chair since I was clearly not using it.  Poor Gabriel had the worst of it.  I finally found him lodged uncomfortably behind the dryer, and when I coaxed him out, he pretty much spent the rest of the day under the bed.  Dot was under the bed too, but she recovered more quickly, and Skittles didn't seem to notice that anything had happened.

For my part, it was the strongest earthquake I've been in since the Loma Prieta quake in 1989.  Having been in Tucson for most of the last 8 years, I'd forgotten what it was like.

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The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potters oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was carved with knives?"
— Kahlil Gibran
The Prophet