Ace--

Humorous earthquake story, 100% true, happened this afternoon.

My brother just took a job out in Sunnyvale and has lived out there for a few weeks now. When news of the quake hit Drudge, I sent him an email asking him if he felt the quake:

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"The REALLY weird thing is that I was in a meeting with a bunch of people who handle all of [his company's] payment processing. One of their team members was going through their major project list for 2005, and one of them was to upgrade our capacity for redundancy, “just in case of earthquake, fires, et cetera”. I swear, the MOMENT the word “earthquake” left her mouth, the room started shaking.

As soon as the room stopped shaking I immediately turned to her and said

“That was COOL!... Say ‘hurricane’! Come on… say ‘hurricane’!”"
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I've been in a few dingers myself, having lived in L.A. for a while.

Ace, I dunno if you've ever had the, ah, pleasure of being in one, but even if you've never been in one before, you can instantly tell it's a quake (and not a truck passing by, or something similar). It's that alien of an experience to feel everything-- the floor, the walls, the *air* begin to shimmy.

My favorite quakes are still the ones I felt in *Chicago* back in grade school, and here in Virginia just last year (felt while up in my 13th floor office). You just don't expect quakes to happen there, but the moment they happened, I instantly knew it was a quake.

Kinda fun, actually, as long as it doesn't hurt anybody or break anything.

Cheers,
Dave
Garfield Ridge

Dude, I've slept through bigger. *snooze*

You're the first stop for me:

Alphabetical. Order.

6.0? That was nothing. I slept through the Northridge earthquake. No big deal.

Darn. I thought you were organizing an Ace-of-Spades LAN party. I could really use 50 straight hours of gaming right now...