4.4 @ 4:04

By Doug on March 16th, 2010

Ugh, Jeez Louise. Earthquakes suck, plain and simple. We had a rolling 4.4 at 4:04 this morning 1 and it just plain sucked. It was the suckiest suck that ever sucked.

I woke up at 4:02 to take my usual middle of the night tinkle 2 and was back in bed about to get fast asleep and dreaming about snorkling with Werewolf Abraham Lincoln over the Sahara when that mothersucker hit. My hound, Kaylee, barked and jumped off the bed while I assumed my usual earthquake-in-bed pose: one foot on the ground, frozen like a scared little girl, wondering Is this the big one? 3

Earthquakes are the one risk about living in Southern California that I simply cannot defend. People will say “There’s a lot of foreigners and minorities there.” Yeah, so what? That’s how the real world works. And LA’s so big you don’t really notice. “There’s a lot of pollution.” There’s a lot of pollution in every city, big boy. “The state’s going broke.” I can still get high. “You have earthquakes.” Yeah, well… shit. I got nothing.

  1. Kind of eerie with all of those fours, isn’t it? Think about that for a minute… ON WEED! ↩
  2. I hope it’s the glass of water I drink before bed and not my grapefruit sized prostate. ↩
  3. The thought of a severe haunting also runs through my head when they hit at night, but only slightly. ↩

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