9.23.2025

I'm deep in REM, there's some kind of drama going on where there are all these Supreme Court justices running around and it's my job to get to know them for some reason, only most of them are new and they have fully formed personalities and backgrounds and this requires a lot of work, especially tolerating the older white guy who wears a vest all the time like one of these tech bros you see around, when in this world there's a loud slap against the siding and I'm jolted awake and the fan is wobbling on the windowsill and it's a lot to piece together, what with where I just was and all, this is a whole set of problems altogether different, and I come to the ready conclusion that an animal, possibly the hawk I saw perched on a neighbor's fence on Monticello, must have smacked into the window with enough force to make the fan wobble like that, wobble for a full thirty seconds, I guess, and now I'm fully awake but not quite with it and I'm thinking I should take precautions, make sure there isn't an animal under the bed or something worse, having watched Close Encounters recently, I'd rather not have to deal with toys and appliances turning on of their own accord, and in the morning when I see the hook on the door to the other room where I've stashed all the stuff I don't want to deal with has come undone I'm thinking okay well there's definitely an intruder in the house and I should arm myself with something before I investigate but before I prepare to battle a stranger I have the presence of mind to check the news and there was a 4.8 just east of Berkley at 3 a.m. and that's the story of how I experienced my first temblor.