"the earth done quaketh"
That was the line I thought of a few minutes following our mini earthquake yesterday.
First thought was, of course: Holy shit, my house is shaking! WHY is my house shaking?
Then it stopped, and I thought: Earthquake?
Then I checked my phone for any confirmation, got none, and worried that there was something fundamentally wrong with my house... Then, a little while later, the Twitter feed began to confirm my initial supposition--earthquake in Maine. I was at once relieved that I'm not living on top of a sink hole, and alarmed that New England had an earthquake.
And then, as Lewis Black's bit goes, one part of you may be inclined to shrug it off. Oh, it was just a little earthquake.
Yeah, a little earthquake.
But still. EARTHQUAKE.
It didn't help that I was watching The Walking Dead at the time. Imagination overdrive.
First thought was, of course: Holy shit, my house is shaking! WHY is my house shaking?
Then it stopped, and I thought: Earthquake?
Then I checked my phone for any confirmation, got none, and worried that there was something fundamentally wrong with my house... Then, a little while later, the Twitter feed began to confirm my initial supposition--earthquake in Maine. I was at once relieved that I'm not living on top of a sink hole, and alarmed that New England had an earthquake.
And then, as Lewis Black's bit goes, one part of you may be inclined to shrug it off. Oh, it was just a little earthquake.
Yeah, a little earthquake.
But still. EARTHQUAKE.
It didn't help that I was watching The Walking Dead at the time. Imagination overdrive.