late morning, i went to the house to discuss the painting details with the general contractor. i finally decided on the colors for the various rooms and wanted to make sure that she was clear on which colors were designated for which rooms. i also wanted to point out areas of the walls that i thought needed more sanding.
after ten minutes of debriefing, i was ready to head back to the office. i got in the car, ignited the engine and pressed on the brake pedal. before i could shift the car into reverse, the car started to jolt up and down like a hydraulic elevator. my first instinct was that the car was shaking because it was about to explode. in an attempt to prevent such a thing from happening, i let go of the brake pedal and turned off the engine. but, the shaking just persisted. i was really worried about what the problem might be when one of the laborers came running from the side yard yelling "did you feel that?"
why, yes i did. and apparently, you did too.
i am such an idiot.
29 July 2008
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The take of a Chinese American tween living in Los Angeles
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How exciting! I totally miss quakes now that I'm forced to do without them. Grass is always greener, I guess.
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