So my life.. I get all excited about Texas, start talking to my parents about retiring there and then WTF!!!!
I have to say though I experienced my first high rise earthquake a few weeks ago and I DID NOT enjoy it. It wasn't even very big, but big enough to remember I am on the 24th floor and pretty much S.O.L. if any sort of disaster happens. My stomach still drops if the floor shakes because a heavy box has been set down or if there is any work being done above or below us. Last year we had a fire drill. It takes a good 20-30 min. to walk down 24 flights of stairs. I was so sore I hobbled around for almost a week.
So what is worse, the threat of the "BIG ONE" or some wind and rain????
EDIT: I DEFIANTLY DON'T MEAN TO BE FLIPPANT, MY HEART GOES OUT TO THOSE IN IKE'S PATH.