It's pretty tough to blog about my day when all I did was work from the minute I woke up until, well... now... when I really should be trying to get some sleep.
And hope that I'm not awakened by an earthquake.
After the quakes in Virginia and Colorado, it doesn't seem outside the realm of possibility that the Pacific Northwest will be hit next. We are, after all, sitting on the infamous "Pacific Ring of Fire," where 90% of the world's earthquakes happen...
Map taken from Wikimedia Commons.
Seattle (and the rest of Washington State, I'd imagine) is actually considered to be one of the more likely locations for a major earthquake in the USA (along with San Francisco and Los Angeles). Mostly because we've got some mountains with major volcanic activity (one of which is Mt. St. Helens, which has already blown its top in recent years).
I've experienced four "seismic events" in my lifetime (that I know of). The first was the afore-mentioned St. Helens eruption in 1980 which was felt throughout most of the state. The second was a tremor while visiting San Francisco in the early 90's. The third was a minor quake while walking through Akihabara in Tokyo, Japan. The last was also the worst... the 2001 Nisqually Earthquake that struck while I was at the top of the Washington State Convention Center in Seattle. Tiles were ripped from the ceiling, people were knocked over, and we were forced to evacuate the building as the aftershocks continued hammering away. Apparently it was one of the worst quakes to hit Washington State in recorded history... and, lucky me, I just happened to be over to the coast where it happened.
To be completely honest, I'm not bothered by the idea of a massive quake rocking my world.
Shit happens, and there's no sense worrying about it until it does.
Because it's not like there's anywhere you can go that guarantees your safety. No matter where you land on this earth, there's bound to be some danger of catastrophe. Heck, Hurricane Irene is even now making her way towards North Carolina. So why stress about it?
Especially when it's time to go to bed.
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You could move to Britain – we almost never get earthquakes! The only one I’ve ever felt was a 4.8 magnitude one in February 2008.
I just read this! God, is everything OK? Hope you are fine and all is well, my friend!
Exactly.
*gasp* You are trying to steal East Coast earthquake’s thunder!!!
One thing I like to tell people panicking about earthquakes (other than “Pfft, 5.8? I’m from California, I don’t wake up for anything less than a 6.”) is that the best action to take is to check your emergency kit so you’re prepared when the next one comes.
And if you don’t have one, the City of San Francisco tells you what you need to make one.
Worrying never does a damn bit of good anyway.
You know, if you had stayed just one more day in San Diego when we went to ComicCon that year you would have sat through another earthquake. I was sitting at a coffee shop outdoors with my friend killing time until I had to be at the airport when an earthquake rumbled through the area.