We just had our second earthquake in as many days (actually, according to the US Geological Survey, there have been about 15 earthquakes in the last two days in this area!)! This time it was 4.1 and I definitely felt it… But more about that in moment.
So we’re all tight right? Like tight enough that I can tell you an embarrassing story?
Several years ago I participated in the AIDS Lifecycle from San Francisco to Los Angeles (I didn’t ride, I volunteered with the traffice crew (with my Mom!)). We were a day or two from Los Angeles, somewhere in Podunk. I was sitting in a porta-potty when it starts to rock back and forth. My first thought was that someone was messing around with me. Then I heard someone in another porta-potty down the line from me yell, “OMG, an earthquake!” I had no clue as I had never experienced an earthquake before!
That’s when I started to freak out. The only thing I remember is thinking, “Dear god, don’t let me die in a porta potty!”
Flash forward to today: (Those of you quick enough will have guessed where I’m going with this!) I was sitting on the toilet when I felt the building twist and turn!
My first thought this time was, “Should I cut this short?”
My second thought was, “Oh my god, please don’t let me die on this toilet!”