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A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 


We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

So, Earthquake...huh?


Around 1:50PM Tuesday afternoon, I felt the house shake.  My first thought, “Wow, the dog fell off the bed, he really does need that diet.” Nope they’re both down here.”  My second thought, “Wow a really big truck is going through our neighborhood. That’s odd it’s a really long truck really close to the house.”  Pause… quietness…

Then the shaking starts again, this time a lot longer and stronger.  My next thought, “Ohhh, it’s that death tree in the front yard I’ve been telling Healey about it.  It’s finally coming down on the house…weird, it’s still standing outside the window.  Maybe it’s from the back, nope, house and tree still intact.”  My next thought?  “I should go outside. Not hide under the desk or something smart like all the movies you watch, but run outside and stand next to that death tree I had initially suspected. ”

Yup, I went outside to get confirmation that I had lived through that shaking of the house and that I was not crazy.  Strangely, all the neighbors that I normally try to avoid and not talk to, did the same to me at my moment of need.  I was standing alone in my front yard trying to figure out if I had imaged that or if it actually happen looking for that head nod and shrug of “dude, yeah, you too?”

Somehow earthquake wasn’t really a concept that came to mind till 2 minutes later when I IMed my roommate and I was of a clearer state:

1:52 PM me: ummm
             i think we just had an earthquake

Back inside I go to my trusty resource, the internet.  And there it was on Twitter, Google+ and Facebook, an earthquake had indeed hit the east coast.  That’s right, once again justifying my dislike of actual people for my virtual world.  Who was there for me at my moment of need?  Yup, the internet.

Courtesy of WUSA9

Everything was fine and everybody I know is fine just a little extra shaken.  The dogs didn't even notice the quake.  They continued their resting state on the couch. About 5 minutes after the shaking ended, the wind blows and the leaves rustle and they start barking.  Not when the DVDs fell off the entertainment center or the shaking of the house, THE WIND.... What about those scenes in the movies when the pets always know?  They have that sense when danger is approaching?  Another lie. Can't trust anything anymore.

Anyway, off to work I went, like normal.  I am essential personnel afterall. The building was evacuated for Facilities to do testing and evaluations, but the broadcasting must go on.  Found these waiting for me at my desk…good sign...