There be earthquakes!
That was kinda fun. Ok, maybe it's only fun if your house doesn't come tumbling down on you. It's like 4:30 in the morning and I'm sacked out on the couch due to, well... intestinal distress. I feel this whomp whomp that I associate with a helicopter rotor wash and think to myself "damn, that's waaay too close." But in the haze of fitfull sleep, it takes a few moments to realize I don't hear a helicopter. Lisa comes running out of the bedroom, Bryan's crying and I'm looking in the backyard for a helicopter. Meg sleeps through it all.
With my intestinal distress mostly under control, Bryan and I wander back to my bed. Lisa, journalist/blogger/Twitter addict that she is, decides now's a good time to Twitter and blog about geotectonic disturbances. Great fun.
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2 comments:
I get the feeling you have given up on the blog thing...
No, I've just been spending more time on SU. It requires less effort to simply comment on somethng found on the web than, ya know, think of my own ideas. You know I'm a lazy shit. ;)
That said, I've been working on my manifesto to save the country from our impending financial and energy crisis. It's grand, I tell ya! I'm hoping some politician will see my idea and steal it.
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