
Whoa!
Did you feel that?
Me neither.
An earthquake shook the East Coast on Tuesday at 1:51 p.m. Earthquakes on this side of America are rare, and at 5.8 on the Richter scale, it was the strongest tremor ova heeya in 67 years. Many federal buildings in D.C. were closed the following morning, pretty much every school in the area let the kids stay home and sell lemonade, and cracks were actually found at the top of the Washington Monument. This freaky fault line force of nature shook my home town and its residents to the core.
Me? I didn't even know it happened.
I was driving back to work after getting acupuncture on my lunch break. Not sure if you've ever tried the fine art of having your qi needled, but it often leaves me feeling at one with the world around me. I'm in touch. In tune. In ommmmmm.
SO HOW DID I NOT NOTICE A fucking EARTHQUAKE???
I talked to a few friends who were also driving when the quake quaked, and none of them felt a thing either. I Googled for about 9 seconds did some extensive research, and apparently it takes quite the earthquake to shake a car. The more I read, the less I understood. There was lots of talk about the air moving more than the ground, rubber absorbing vibrations, and distance from the epicenter.
Whatever. I was worried that one of the needles tapped the wrong pressure point and I lost my ability to notice the world crumbling. Good to know I'm not insane.
Well...
Next up for my obliviousness to natural disasters? Hurricane Irene is spiraling towards the East Coast. I'll just go to yoga and walk home in what feels like a light drizzle.
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