Two days ago I said to Devra “My cats are acting crazy. I think we are going to have an earthquake or something.”
Then I left town.
This morning I awoke to the sound of a text message. It was my neighbor wondering if I felt the earthquake.
Since I am in San Francisco I couldn’t figure out what she was talking about. Was there an earthquake out here? Was she talking about home? Did I remember to pack a a bathing suit? What earthquake?
I knew exactly how to solve this mystery. I turned to Twitter.
It was an earthquake! In D.C.! And I missed it!
Also, holy crap, a hellmouth? CapitolClio didn’t even mention the 30 inches of snow.
But that is neither here nor there, my point is that I was dead on with my earthquake prediction. Who wants to go to Vegas with me? Can you even bet on weather?