Today is the 10 anniversary of the Nisqually earthquake that shook the Seattle region and almost brought down the Alaska Way viaduct.
I celebrated the day by driving the viaduct…for the first time in my life. I took it southbound…you know, the direction that would get me pancaked in a collapse.
I was on my way to West Seattle to get a root canal.
You might say I was wishing for The Big One.
No such luck, as I’m writing this from my phone while waiting in The Chair for the Novocaine to kick in.
Update: Well, that wasn’t so bad. Root canals have a bad rep. I hereby apologize to the residents of the Puget Sound region for wishing mayhem, death and destruction upon them over my endodontic anxiety.