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8:03? Eww, that was a nice one. Had a deep vibe to it. So it’s hard to guess the how far, how strong. I’ll say 4.8 but kinda far away. 200 miles out.
Well I got close to the magnitude, 4.72. But it was off on the distance, 140 miles. Up in the Alaska Range. On the fault line that looks like the main vein on the map.
Did you feel it? Yeah I did! Guessing a 2.1 but not too far away within 50 miles for sure.
Fuck, I was way off. 4.4 out in the middle of the inlet. Dang.
El Rancho has been audibly cracking for the last week with the mass rain. And there is water seeping out from the kitchen cabinet right next to the stove. It’s coming down from the main wall. I looked in the cabinet with my flashlight, dry. Shit. I guess something got tweaked around in there. If I put my ear to my bedroom wall I can hear the drip.
The Rancho rests on peat bog, logs (no shit, two big ones running the length of both sides of the house) and crumbling cinder blocks. So sensitive to ground changes that sometimes I don’t know if the shaking I feel is the start of an earthquake or a passing truck. The front door sits differently in it’s frame, from summer to winter.
The plumbers have been called. For now I have a towel on the floor. It makes squishing sounds when I step on it. I always feel bad when something goes butt up around here. $$$$ Damn. I know it won’t make me homeless tonight, and someday I have to leave. But I’m not leaving Spenard.
Did you see the headline in the ADN? “Pebble critics take up arms” “Wow,” I thought “about fucking time.” Oh wait, more pieces of paper waving in the air. More ‘studies’ and ‘hearings’ The only part that made sense was the comment that the fishermen of Dillingham were going to have to teach their children how to fight this deathless beast.
Back to Work.
Summer and my Stay-cation is almost over. Back to The Box. I stopped in after coffee today it see if I still have a job. Talked to my co-auditor, she’s worked eight days in a row cus of me. Harsh! I didn’t mean for that to happen. I should do some Sunday shifts for her.
Whew! It wasn’t all that bad. Jimmy the Plumber came over, opened the door of the water heater space. Clicked on his flash light and did a scan. “Your relief valve is leaking, easily fixed.” Yay! Both Johanna and I had visions of sawing though the bedroom wall. I went for coffee and he was done when I came home. The hardest part was Johanna yelling my name from outside my window. Moan, it’s 8:30 am. When I got home, I lasted about an hour and went back to bed.