May 19, 2009
All this week I'm taking a software class at a training facility that's practically sitting on a runway at LAX. In other words, it's close to the airport. The building is in Inglewood and the class is on the 12th floor of a high rise.
Today we were in class and the monitors started shaking and there was another jolt! and some rumbling. The instructor said, "We are either taking off, or there's an earthquake..."
Yet another one! This time I was sitting right on top of it, rolling, rolling. Delightful! When the class let out at the end of the day everyone fled to their cars, away from the scene of the quake. The girl in the ticket booth at the parking garage was completely freaked out, she told me she's from Detroit and she's decided to move back. Today.
Personally, I have decided that when the earth moves I prefer to be at home. And I prefer it in the figurative sense with some Gilles Marini/Jason Bourne character who is shirtless if you know what I mean and I think you do. Enough with this literal earth shaking! Let the sweaty figurative earth shaking commence!
Posted by laurie at May 19, 2009 5:42 PM