29 January 2006

2.8 at 6:01

Saturday night 6:00 and I'd just finished watching/reading a sub-titled Vietnamese movie on Sundance so I was channel surfing, being both disappointed in the lack of anything interesting to watch and disturbed at my lack of life which has resulted in me lying on the couch on a Saturday night..... Then it happened. My first thought was that Trevor was running through the house. It kind of had that sound, like padded feet on a hard wood floor, but even Trev's chunky self couldn't cause the couch to shake. Alex and I looked at each other with a "What the..... ?" look.. EARTHQUAKE! Just a little one, and it lasted only a few seconds, but it was long enough for me to know what it was. And though it did prompt me to spend the night on the couch (I wasn't eager to go downstairs. Thinking if there was a bigger one, I didn't want to have the house fall on me), it did make for some excitement in my night.....


Blogger leaner said...

Yup, you are lame... just like me. I am always at home on a Saturday night (or at my ma's house) but never out in the cool world.

I think that would be scary, an earthquake, even if it was a little one!

1/29/2006 2:18 PM

Blogger lvh said...

I remember when we lived in Blythe and I was sitting on the couch one day and felt a vibration, my first thought was the washing machine was off balance. My second thought was no, we aren't in my mom's trailer house this is something else. Glad it was just a tiny one. Love ya.

1/30/2006 4:10 AM

Blogger Alex's Human said...

I remember that time in Blythe as well.. After that, it seems, the big thing at school was having earthquake drills where we'd all hide under the desks.

1/30/2006 9:29 AM


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