May 6, 2008

"I feel the earth | move | under my feet"

Frantically grading some Latin tests before my 1:40 class this afternoon, I heard a strange rumbling sound, and felt the floor of my office vibrate ominously. I've worked in this office seven years and never heard or felt anything remotely like it. It turns out it was an EARTHQUAKE. In Virginia. Well, the Washington Post is calling it a "micro-quake," but I'm in a mood to sensationalize. Hmmm - the Epistle read in traditional churches this past Sunday said, "The end of all things is at hand" - now why couldn't this have happened right when I was starting my sermon?

7 comments:

wmc said...

You're too young to quote those lyrics.

Christopher Esget said...

Just trying to make this blog appeal to my {ahem} more mature brethren.

Dan @ Necessary Roughness said...

wmc:

Due to American Idol and Don't Forget the Lyrics there's a lot of old school recycling :)

Lutheran Lucciola said...

1.3? Oh please...;-)

Lutheran Lucciola said...

1.8, sorry.

Yeah, that's a biggie. :-)

wmc said...

Anything less than 4.5 isn't worth noting.

Yeah, I've noticed a lot of "old school recycling" indicating an absolute drought of good new school material.

Christopher Esget said...

If your entire existence has been spent at 0.0, any rumblings from below have me thinking of Korah!