Friday, April 25, 2008
Some of you may have heard about the earthquake swarm Reno's been having for the last few days. They've all been small, but they're still unnerving, especially since they keep happening.
I was at the hospital yesterday when we had three within about ten minutes, although I only felt the last one. Gary, who was home, told me later that the third one made our plastic shower doors shake and clatter. The cats stared at Gary with "What the hell are you doing?" looks on their faces.
We both felt one in the early evening; based on that, I decided to sit on Gary's side of the dining room, the one across the table from our six-foot bookshelves (they're bolted to each other, but not to the wall).
Today seemed quiet until a bit after six, when we were eating dinner and felt a short, sharp shock. Nothing in the house fell -- or even moved, that I could detect -- but I still moved back to Gary's side of the table. Having my back to the six-foot bookshelves didn't seem like such a great idea.
This has reminded us that we're not especially well prepared for an emergency. We have candles, flashlights, and battery-powered radios, and would probably be okay for food, but we don't have extra gallons of water lying around. I suppose we ought to do something about that.