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Whew. Made it threw. Good thing for you.

Wags, yes, I do get perturbed at Mikey. I just can't help it. He irritates me when he acts like a pansy.

That won't stop me from baking cookies.

Mikey wrote:My mom was living in Cupertino when the Loma Prieta quake happened. A lot of stuff in her condo was damaged but at least she didn't get crushed by a freeway.

I was on a tennis court in Mountain View when it happened. I saw buildings nearby shake, the sound of glass breaking, screams, etc. Oh well, we just kept playing for another 45 minutes. A few residents came up and asked if we checked the damage yet. I said whatever damage is done is over. Later I went back to the place and couldn't get through the front door as the building shifted enough to jam the door. I went around back and jumped over the wall to get back in.

I was expecting to see my new TV face-planted on the floor and thankfully it was okay. My Marshall guitar amp and Digitech effects box hit hard. The Marshall was fine but the Digitech was moderately damage. Nothing else in the entire place was damaged. The neighbor across from me had so much damage with broken glass that you couldn't walk inside without broken glass everywhere.

Bottom line, I got to watch the World Series that night.

trev wrote: I do get perturbed at Mikey. I just can't help it. He irritates me when he acts like a pansy.

The softball is on the Tee for whomever.

Atomic Punk wrote:

Mikey wrote:My mom was living in Cupertino when the Loma Prieta quake happened. A lot of stuff in her condo was damaged but at least she didn't get crushed by a freeway.

I was on a tennis court in Mountain View when it happened. I saw buildings nearby shake, the sound of glass breaking, screams, etc. Oh well, we just kept playing for another 45 minutes. A few residents came up and asked if we checked the damage yet. I said whatever damage is done is over. Later I went back to the place and couldn't get through the front door as the building shifted enough to jam the door. I went around back and jumped over the wall to get back in.

I was expecting to see my new TV face-planted on the floor and thankfully it was okay. My Marshall guitar amp and Digitech effects box hit hard. The Marshall was fine but the Digitech was moderately damage. Nothing else in the entire place was damaged. The neighbor across from me had so much damage with broken glass that you couldn't walk inside without broken glass everywhere.

Bottom line, I got to watch the World Series that night.

My best friend since HS, who lives in Portola Valley, was at the game. He says he got out of Candlestone so fast to get home to his family that there actually was no traffic on the roads yet.

Atomic Punk wrote:

trev wrote: I do get perturbed at Mikey. I just can't help it. He irritates me when he acts like a pansy.

The softball is on the Tee for whomever.

I could respond, but don't really feel the need to encourage trev's drunken fantasies.

I'm sure glad Mikey responded but didn't respond. It just further proves his utter wimpy pansy-ness.

88 wrote:but I'm feeling weird vibes that a BIG ass earfquake is going to happen out west by August 25, 2015

Nice "weird feeling."

You missed it, wack job.

Bobace 7:1
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine,
Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign,
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white;
Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.

Bobace 7:7
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth,
Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth.
Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes,
When the rock and roll music meets the risin' sun.

atmdad wrote:Bobace 7:1
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine,
Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign,
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white;
Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.

Bobace 7:7
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth,
Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth.
Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes,
When the rock and roll music meets the risin' sun.

Good lesson for a Saturday night.