We have had several mini-quakes in our part of NC. It was very weird. I only felt two of them and the ones that registered were about 2.6 on the Richter Scale. You can’t ordinarily feel those unless you’re right on top of them. We were. It sounded a bit like a sonic boom and made the house shake a bit. I was reminded of when we lived in Florida, close enough to NASA to feel Shuttle launches.
In other news, I went to the doctor today because I have been having brief episodes of unexplainable gagging. I have been watching a goodly amount of Network TV, but the doc thought it might be related to my asthma or possibly a “silent” form of acid reflux. So he loaded me up with samples of Prilosec and Advair. He also took a chest X-ray and some blood to see if there was anything odd there.
Finally, my lovely wife has rescued an Eastern Box Turtle. Apparently they are sort of endangered in these parts due to being squished on our highways. This one was in just such danger. She stopped the van, picked it up and stuck it in a box. Once safely home she released it into our yard. I love that woman. Ninety-eight percent of folks would have kept on truckin’, but not her. Just call her St. Francis.
Eleven days and counting until I start my novel. TTFN!