Earthquake

Ok, first, you should know that it took me a whole day to realize that it was an earthquake. I was reading Kafka in the kitchen when the whole house shook one tme, like a really big animal bumped into my house. My reaction: what on earth could shake my house like that? I went outside, all was normal. I just shrugged and went back inside to get ready for dinner and that was that.

Funny. earthquakes are so far outside my realm of experience it didn't even occur to me as a possibility. Well, that's a first for me.

Adding to the list of firsts: moles! I don't have a garden, so they're not destroying anything, and my backyard wasn't exactly aesthetically pleasing to begin with. But they've gone EVERYWHERE in the yard. I can see where they burrowed into the cement step, got confused and had to come out of the ground. There are dirt piles all over the place. When I walk around, I can feel the ground sink in where they've tunneled, which is a lot of places. Among the possible solutions I've heard are a powder you sprinkle on the ground, and pouring hot cooking oil down their burrows. The latter sounds like a recipe for deep-fried mole. Mole Tempura. Yum!