Wow, I think that I'm just going crazy with all these posts. 2 yesterday, so make sure you keep caught up :).
But I had to post again this a.m. I'd been thinking last night that I should really do a post about earthquakes at some point. Of course the most logical being after there had been one of note here, and the earth was kindly cooperative. This morning at 4:25 I was jolted out of my sleep. I had guestimated it at about 5.0, but I was way off. US Geological Survey is putting the quake at 3.2 preliminarily...I think that's a bit conservative, obviously, but it was close to me and felt sharper because of it. It was on the Hayward fault just a mile or 2 north of me.
Quakes are kind of funny things. Most of the ones that I've felt have happened when I'm sleeping, but there was a pretty interesting event that happened while I was in a therapy session. They can feel like a jolt or a sideways movement. This one felt like a truck hitting the side of the building. Or it can feel almost like a rolling movement. These last type you can hear coming, and it can sound like a truck is approaching or someone is running through the building. There is always noise, which was a shock when I experienced my first one. I hadn't realized there would be noise.
I have friends who lived through the Northridge earthquake (in Los Angeles) and the Loma Prieta (here in the Bay Area...it's the one that stopped the World Series game in 1989, that's the way that I remember it). Both of these were pretty spectacular in terms of property damage and loss of life. A freeway and a span of the Bay Bridge collapsed during the Loma Prieta. And there are others...P'tit Loup and WritinginAK can both tell stories about their experiences, if they want. B credits the Northridge with meeting her husband.
Since the hurricane, there has been a lot more on the television about preparedness. I think that I may actually be better prepared than most. I have a little food and some water stored away. But I know that this is not enough. This is on my list to review and revise. Because we are told that a big one is coming. A magnitude 6 or greater quake is predicted to hit one of the local faults sometime in the next 30 years.
So, why, people wonder, do I live here? Like people living on a flood plain, you know that you are at risk, so why don't you move? And here it is...I live daily in a great sense of denial about an impending quake. You just don't think about it. You can't and still function. It's not a great answer, but it is the truth. I know that I am choosing the risk of this disaster to live in a place that is beautiful, has great weather, has amazing resources and culture, is politically friendly to someone like me, and did I mention the weather?
But let's be realistic about these choices we make, living our lives daily: more people die in car accidents every year than have died in quakes in this country. But don't we still get into our own or someone else's car almost everyday?
And I'm always a little in awe of anyone living in Mexico City in the shadow of an active volcano!
I think that this post is reaching Hyde-esque proportions, so I think I will stop now. I'm off to the big concert today, and you can be sure that SBC Park will be shaking tonight!