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It's good to be back. More about the actual trip later, I think. The cats are alive, and only marginally clingy. Oblivion has spent a bit more time on me, or on the bed with me than usual, but she didn't snub me when I came home, which is her usual way. Beta is in another psychokitty phase...racing around the house and being stranger than usual. The has historically preceeded a growth spurt, so if he gets bigger again, I won't be surprised. He's awfully tall already though. If he does go through another growth spurt, this may be the last one. He arrived in my life on 9/12/02, at just under 8 weeks old, so he's just about 14 months. He may grow a bit in the next couple of months, but I don't expect much more.

TSA only seems to want to see what's in my suitcase when I'm travelling with toys. And at Oakland it was a remarkably public area in which they decided to examine my bags. At least there wasn't too much to say about the neoprene flogger. And the other new toys were all still in the packages.

If I start flying more frequently than I am now, I must find one comfortable bra without wires, because I got felt up by the TSA screeners every time...underwire bras.

Meanwhile, now that I'm back...

1. Check out Temple Micah with demonfafa-probably this Friday if anyone else wants to go.

2. Find somewhere to go for High Holiday services where I can afford the tickets, or where they're giving them away. Probably should call DCJCC or something about it soon.

3. See maxdwolf soon, since it's been ages and ages and I promised to see him when I got back.

4. Crabs with curiousangel, rivka and anyone else who feels like coming along (I think aquariumgirl said she wanted to go too. We should do this soon before the weather gets too cool to really enjoy being outdoors.

Meanwhile, lunch and then more pretending to work. Meeting with boss this afternoon...let's not get too frustrated with her.

I forgot about the earthquake

Natural hazards exist everywhere...admittedly, some more noticable than others. I grew up in a place where hurricanes and nor'easters were what we were used to and expected. Other places have tornadoes, and still others have earthquakes. I realize this, and realize that if you live somewhere you learn to deal with whatever the natural hazard is, be it blizzard or hurricane.

Over lunch last Tuesday, mactavish and I had fascinating conversation about a few things...pets and how we live with/adapt to them, earthquakes, and bisexual (more about that part in another post.) And we determined that earthquakes are scary, but part of life in NoCal, much like hurricanes are in south Florida, for example.

Fast forward to Thursday...I'm walking around San Francisco, on my way to Good Vibrations (you really didn't think I was going to be in SF and not go there, did you?) I'm standing on a street corner, waiting to cross the street, and things are suddenly rumbling. And my head goes "hrm, odd. I didn't see a truck or bus or streetcar or anything that might cause that kind of rumble. I shrug it off as my not seeing whatever it was and get on with what I'm doing. I don't find out until later, until I get back to the place where I'm staying that it was indeed, a 3.9 mag EARTHQUAKE! The conversation sounded something like
A: "I wonder where family is, they're usually here by now...this is late."
B: "But I was reading about hail and serious storms where they were coming from."
A: "Oh really? I was reading about the earthquake today."
Me: "There was an earthquake today? That must have been that thing that felt like a truck going by when I didn't see a truck."

They laughed at me for not realizing it was an earthquake...