I had packed for a flight to Mexico City tomorrow. The earthquake there today nixed that plan. (more on Fox News here) Between the Houston flood and the earthquake(s) in Mexico, mother nature is slamming my work. Everyone is in a panic there because of anticipated after-shocks.
If the Big One doesn’t get you, the aftershocks, which can be just as powerful, can end your journey suddenly.
There’s a lot of sand in the concrete in Mexico and the re-bar…well there may or may not be re-bar. And from what I’m hearing, there is a run on tequila as tender nerves are being soothed.
Do you know what all this means?
I’m going to be a bum tomorrow.