Quakelines
Monitoring the twitter feed
1. Christie jumped into the race
2. It's Obama's fault
3. Drink specials tonight- martinis shaken not stirred
4. Picture of the devastation
5. This will be a good tune-up for this weekend's hurricane
Give us a break, we don't get this much out here in the East. For the record, though its claimed it was felt here, I noticed nothing. No excuse even not to go back to work.
posted by New England Guy @ 11:39 AM
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Hope you're enjoying it. Out here on the West Coast it looked pretty cute.
The epicenter was 90 miles from me. Being from LA, I know what a medium-sized quake feels like at a distance: it lasts suprisingly long, but it damages nothing and doesn't even cause much background noise.
Here in DC there was mass confusion. The public safety folks at my school ordered everyone off of the grass and into the safety of Caldwell Hall, built in 1888. And apparently they evacuated part of the Pentagon.
So this Californian was quite bewildered. Now I know how Minnesotans feel when this city shuts down after two inches of snow.
(But to be fair, two inches of snow really can be dangerous to someone in a car who has no idea how to drive in snow. And any earthquake is scary before you know how big it is.)
This is an actual article in the Boston Globe posted minutes ago:
"Dealing with the stress of unexpected earthquake tremors"
[Whenever anybody starts talking about the "nanny state" I reflexively start thinking about the tone of the health pages in the Globe]
Well maybe we'll get to show our hard bitten Yankee stoic-ness when Hurricane Irene blows through this wee-end
In the late 1970's/early 1980's there was a big snowstorm in the east that caused snowfall and ice in Atlanta. We were driving trucks and trailers with paving equipment from Florida to Ohio at the time and, being from Ohio, we were fine. But essentially every interchange on Interstate 75 in Atlanta was blocked because so many drivers had no idea what they were in for.
Of course, I should talk. Two weeks ago I was finishing up a 20 mile bike ride and during the last mile it started to rain. During the last two or three blocks it was torrential downpour. Being the genius that I am, I decided speeding up would get me out of the rain quicker. It worked fine until that 0.75 second period between the moment I thought I would make a normal turn onto my street, and therefore more or less did not notice the car at the stop sign waiting its turn, and the full realization that I was on a momentum-driven rendevous with destiny. I'm not sure what my face looked like, but the poor college kid sitting there watching me approach had pretty big eyes, I'll tell you. Turns out rubber bike brakes lose their effectiveness in the rain. Now I'm a walking example of a very nice bit of shoulder surgery.
ColumbusGuy
C’lumbus Guy–ouch! Glad you’re still around to tell about it....important to get going on PT without delay--Good luck!
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