Prepping for the Big One
The hail stones hit right at rush hour yesterday; bigger ones than the day before. We had a blast, driving on popcorn and opening the sunroof. Lots of BMWs parked at the side of the road. The trip 5 miles up Willows road was 3 hours. The tail lights stretched endlessly like a slow-moving stream of magma. I imagine this is what it will look like when the poles shift and the cascades start spewing ash and lava again.
Campus has “limited services”, most of us are snowed in again. On a couple of conference calls with co-workers out of power again. At least I can sit on the couch with toes to the fireplace. What an extraordinary year!
My cul de sac is held hostage. While we were in Michigan for Christmas, a spring of water burst from the greenbelt between my neighbor’s house and mine. It spreads water over the street and freezes most nights. We’re on a steep hill, so two neighbors have sustained vehicle damage so far. At first we suspected a water main break, but after several visits from the city and my irrigation guy, we have concluded that the water is sourced in the underworld with Anuket. It continues to issue forth and wend it’s nourishing way down the streets (except when it freezes). Now we only wonder when Anuket will run out of water. That would seem to be an important milestone…
January 12th, 2007 at 8:17 am
You seem to have a lot of traffic/weather related problems there.
January 12th, 2007 at 9:50 am
I would speculate that the Anuket spring is groundwater, boiled to the surface by super-heated magma that is slowly building up pressure and creeping forth from the belly of the earth.
40 degrees in Michigan!
January 12th, 2007 at 8:49 pm
Make that… 48 degrees in Detroit!
January 14th, 2007 at 9:02 pm
Zounds! I can’t decide if I prefer magma or water. The end of the deluge means the start of the conflagration?
Re: Mark — it’s true, this year has been the worst in 100 or more years by all accounts. We had a guy from Arizona join our team and then quit the company after a few weeks and flee in abject terror due to the lack of sunlight. I am not kidding — and that was before the really bad weather hit. We grew up in the wilderness, and it’s hard for me even — I can only pity the poor souls here from California, India, and South China. It’s like “little house on the prairie”.