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D_Elijah_MorganWood

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I'm pretty good at escaping disaster. Check out the following:

*When I was two, I was sleeping in my crib when my mother heard a strange bzzz. bzzz. bzzz sound. To make a long story short, it was ball lightning going all around me and not touching me. Mom says I just watched it.

*Shortly after, when my mother was going to Texas Tech, there were a series of pretty dreadful tornadoes that ripped through Lubbock, TX. My mother was across the street from the worst one. As was in another disaster, I was at my Grandmother's house.

*When I was a kid, we were flying from Miami to San Juan, Puerto Rico. On the way to the airport my mother kept saying "I have a bad feeling" over and over. We missed our plane and jumped on the next one. When we got to San Juan, we were listening to the radio on the cab and the plane we missed got hijacked and went to Havana.

*Shortly after that, we had a 7.4 earthquake here in Hawaii. Huge cracks opened up in the ground, a tsunami wiped out a resort near my house and lots of homes were creamed. I was visiting my Grandmother on the mainland at the time.

*Loma Prieta, 1989 I was about 100 miles south of where Caneadea was. I was working in an all-glass control room and the glass started to shake. When it was over and the phone calls started flooding in to my station, I thanked my lucky stars I wasn't any further north.

*Several months later I was to take what was the last vacation with my family in their motorhome. We were coming back from Lake Isabella, one of the most dreadful places in the California mountains. I was reading "Manson on Manson". I looked up and saw a Toyota 4x4 had gone over the side. The rescue workers were already there and cars had backed up. A motorcycle rider (pre-helmet law) was rubbernecking the action and not looking in front of him. I was powerless to stop it. He was going about 50mph and slammed into the back of a Chevy truck. Splat. This was pre-helmet law in California. This all happened in about 6 seconds of my looking up from that dreadful book. I went to the bathroom and vomited. My mother asked what was wrong. Apparently none of them saw him die.

*1992 L.A. Riots: I was in my weight training class on the border of Torrance and Gardena. We heard the ruckus coming up Crenshaw and campus security told us a riot was coming. The teacher said "I dunno about y'all but I'm gettin' outta heah! (BTW, this is the same weight training class with the huge Arab cock). As I high-tailed it out of there in my little silver sports car, I saw the riot coming up Crenshaw...I was lucky to live in Redondo Beach and all we experienced was a rumble in the distance and the fact that we couldnt' leave Redondo Beach. Other cities were basically under martial law. I could drive in adjacent Palos Verdes. From a hilltop there, L.A. looked like a war zone. A nice little aside, a club I loved to go to called Catch One in the heart of the mess was not burned. The very large, very muscular, very tough black queens saved the place by standing guard. Nobody fucked with them or their club. We went right after the riots. No more valet though...

*1994 Northridge Quake-I was in my 2-story townhouse with a subterranean parking garage in Redondo Beach. I was to move directly into the path of the earthquake but hadn't yet. It was like an explosion: I was thrown to my feet with the sound of a big BOOM! All the boats in the marina were thrown out of the water. It was freaky. I lost a champagne glass, that was it. We all stood in our doorways in blankets. Nobody realized what happened. We thought a nuclear bomb had been dropped.

*In '97 there was a decent sized quake when I lived in Glendale. Large enough to spook but not big enough to do much damage. It was almost 4am and I was fucking one of the most lucious asses I've ever had the pleasure to top. The next day at work I found out that absolutely EVERYONE at my job got laid that night. "We were all fuckin!" yelled my queeny Dominican friend. This was hardly a disaster and was a lot of fun.

*In 1999 my partner's family lost their lifelong home in the Los Alamos fire that wiped out their whole neighborhood with a few exceptions. We weren't together yet. His family lost everything. I don't count this in my near misses but it's sure sad.

*March 2001 I was nearly shot and killed in front of my antique store in Pasadena. Without launching into a really long story, someone I had never seen before appeared, grabbed me, threw me out of the way and the bullet whizzed by my ear (I could hear it and smell it) I estimate within an inch. After that the guy walked away and literally vanished. The police did get their target, he lay dead on the ground in a pool of blood. I still have some PTSD from this but I'm glad to be alive.
 

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Well, Sorcerer, you know what that means don't you? The FBI profilers are looking at the fact that all these things are happening around you but you aren't ever getting hurt - kind of like everybody's house in the neighborhood getting broken into except the burglar's.

Heh heh. Pwned!!!!

Either that, or M. Night Shyamalan was so impressed he made a movie about you, starring Bruce Willis.
 

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Yeah I live on the Mississippi Gulf Coast...so even though I have been through a lot of hurricanes. Worst of which, as yall know, was a dirty slut named Katrina. My parents did not leave, so I went home from school to help board up the windows. I didn't want to leave my parents. so I convinced them to let me stay. After all, we never expected it to be as bad as it was. Well, it started really, really early in the morning I cant really remember the exact time (3sh-4sh) it did not stop until about 2 pm. It was quite and experience. The worst is when we lost cell phone contact with everyone. The last people that we talked to were some family friends that lived a block away. It was pretty early in the storm and they were already trapped in there attic contemplating if they should climg out of a hole in their roof. We were lucky and only got a couple of feet of water in our house and part of our roof blown off. I am not going to lie...for a moment I thought I was going to die. In our neighborhood ( like a 1/2 mile radius) 13 people died....so I'd say we were really lucky...those friends of the family survived too, some neighbors went by and picked them up on a boat. All in all I didn't lose any family members and few friends of the fam. We were blessed. A moment I will never forget is when we went outside after it all stopped and we actually took in all the devastation. I dont think it really hit me until a week later that it happened.
 

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I unfortunately saw the raw aftermath of the Ok City tornado in 1999. My best friends family lived down there and we went to help cleanup. it was surreal. All that was left of there house was a three foot section of bathroom wall above the sink with a medicine cabinet. The door had been ripped off, and all the stuff inside had been left alone. The toothbrush holder had two toothbrushed bent in a V to the left, but it still sat on the sink with an unbent tube of paste sitting right there.

In one swimming pool there were 4 vehicles stacked up at 90 degree angles to each other. the water was gone.

I saw someon'e necklass embedded in the side of a car.

a piece of guardrail was stuck in the only tree left in the neighborhood, along with a few doxen feet of barbed wire.

two pistols fell from the sky in their front yard.

By far the wildest thing I remember seeing though was that there were placed in the road where the pavement had been ripped up.

I've taken picture of a few and more stupidly chased a few, but never was the aftermath anything like down there.
 

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Sorcerer said:
*When I was two, I was sleeping in my crib when my mother heard a strange bzzz. bzzz. bzzz sound. To make a long story short, it was ball lightning going all around me and not touching me. Mom says I just watched it.

That's just freaky. I've never seen or heard ball lightning in my life.

I don't really have any big stories - just a few hurricanes. We're about 65 miles inland, on top of a hill. This house can stand up to anything the Gulf of Mexico can dish out. Because of the wind, we've had trees fall on the roof, laid over flat on the ground in the yard, and pulled up and thrown at the house. We've had to replace about 10 shingles and one cracked window in the 23 years my family has lived here. Of course, we have to plant a tree every year or two so we'll still have some shade in the yard. The hurricanes are really rough on our trees for some reason.
 

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Sorcerer said:
I'm pretty good at escaping disaster. Check out the following:

*When I was two, I was sleeping in my crib when my mother heard a strange bzzz. bzzz. bzzz sound. To make a long story short, it was ball lightning going all around me and not touching me. Mom says I just watched it.
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This reminds me a little of "The Sixth Sense".
I've seen other people whom I knew were "special" in a chosen way, like a guardian angel. I could tell just by looking at them.

Sorcerer's definitely one of them...............
That's a compliment, BTW.

:smile:
 

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I've had my fair share of interesting "disaster" related incidents.

1991: Hurricane Bob- Was only a Minimal Cat 2, and luckily for me I was on the West side of the storm which was much weaker than the eastern side. Had minimal house damage, fence toppled though.

1993: March Superstorm- Holy hell what a freak ass storm. I highly doubt there will be another affecting that many people in history

1996: Blizzard of '96 cuts power to my house right in the dead of it. We got 24" and didn't get power restored for a good 12 hours.

1998: The single coolest/scariest day of my life. I was at Crab Meadow State park with my family when the derecho of 98 came through. It is remembered here as the single largest severe weather event in Long Island history for the past century. A tornado touched down less that 300 feet from the beach. I was stuck on the beach, in a tent which was ripping apart. I couldn't move or risk being struck by lightning which was all over the place. Lighning struck in the Sound, as well as hit the concession stand. The sand was ripping THROUGH the tent I was in. Winds were easily 80+ and the Long Island Sound turned into a huge churning mass. The rain was unbelievable. To this day I do not know how I was not struck by lightning. (This is the day I knew I'd major in meteorology)

2001- I didn't live in NYC, but my Uncle worked in tower 7, I still count my blessings that he's alive.

2003- 26" in the Presidents Day II storm. Snowed for nearly 40 hrs.
 

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Webster said:
Sorcerer said:
I'm pretty good at escaping disaster. Check out the following:

*When I was two, I was sleeping in my crib when my mother heard a strange bzzz. bzzz. bzzz sound. To make a long story short, it was ball lightning going all around me and not touching me. Mom says I just watched it.
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This reminds me a little of "The Sixth Sense".
I've seen other people whom I knew were "special" in a chosen way, like a guardian angel. I could tell just by looking at them.

Sorcerer's definitely one of them...............
That's a compliment, BTW.

:smile:

I'm honored, thank you.