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New Madrid News?

All Tim wanted to know this morning was:

Are we under a tsunami warning?

This, after a 5.2 magnitude (or 5.4, depending on who to believe) earthquake jolted the Midwest, from St. Louis to Sioux City.

We slept through it. Or, rather, we didn't feel a thing. Henry woke up at 4 a.m. for some unknown reason (do you suppose it's like when dogs know a tornado's going to hit?) and I think, technically, we were all awake at the time of the seismic activity. Perhaps we were too cranky and sleep deprived to notice.

But I'd ask my St. Louisan friends and family out there to let us know...did things shake? Did your structures crumble? Did you stand in a door jamb or run night-naked into the middle of the street to avoid the rubble crashing around you?

From what little I've read this morning, this hit was a minor one, as far as damage and potential death. Which is good.

I'm just waiting for the aftershocks. Or was this the precursor to The Big One?

What an interesting way to end the week.

Comments

Mary said…
The one good thing about an infant who demands food at 4 a.m.--you can tell all your friends you felt the earthquake!
7:33 AM
Tom Myler (scoodog) said…
Sitting here at work, I felt an aftershock at 10:25 AM. I was in the middle of a phone meeting with some folks who work out at our Weldon Spring location. I was like, "ah... our floor is shaking here..." and I heard "yes, things are shaking here, too..."

Kinda scary. Makes you wonder what the heck is going on under all that ground!!

Slept through the main quake this morning... but I'm not awakened easily by ANYTHING...

Your comment about Henry and 4 AM was VERY funny...

The tsunami comment by Tim is funny, too. I just asked a co-worker is he was concerned about a tsunami and he said we probably wouldn't get a tsunami, but that maybe the Mississippi would start flowing backwards!

Tom
9:11 AM
Chilly Dog said…
Me and my brothers slept through this morning's earthquake. My owner told me that when the aftershock hit he was very scared because he was in a very tall building that started shaking and he thought that it was going to collapse. Congratulations to Henry for predicting the quake. Next time he wakes you up in the middle of the night you should be prepared.

Chilly Dog.
7:49 PM
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