The earthquake earlier this week was strange enough, but now there's a hurricane on the way. It's the END OF DAYS. Ironically or not, the Christian-type station I've been listening to on the radio has been all about relaxing and being prepared physically and has totally abstained from any kind of apocalyptic rhetoric, which I find refreshing. I'm trying to finish up the sewing-machine-dependent part of my quilt so that in the event that the power goes out, I'll have something to do (hand-finishing the edges). When it comes to other emergency preparations, I'm not worried: our camping/backpacking gear will cover us easily for a week; light, cooking, and water included. N says that there's a 5% chance that anything bad will actually happen; where he pulled that number from, I have no idea. Frankly, I'm a little excited for the storm.