I was discussing that very topic with one of my roommates the other night. We concluded that we have it pretty good in Washington, where nature's wrath is apparently not present in any significant way.
I've been thinking about this, and have come to the conclusion that Mt. Rainier is due to explode, savagely engulfing the City of Tacoma in an ocean of flame, just to teach us Seattleites a lesson about complacency...a lesson which of course we will blatantly ignore by cheering and having hot dogs and fireworks now that we've finally got those Tacoman nugget-heads off our back porch. There will be clam-fishing, latte-sipping, and the people will rejoice. Plus there'll be cool pictures.
Then there'll be a 12.4 earthquake and the Viaduct will fall over. That will make us sad. But, you know...all those hot dogs aren't going to eat themselves. And we paid so much for the fireworks...if you get my drift.
Yep, it's almost perfect here. We get wild blackberries in the summer, clouds almost all year...it really is one of the best places like Earth. We live in one of the rarest climates, one of the most elegant climates. Disease is low, the hiking is sublime, we're the gateway to Asia and all the cultures there, and it's even one of the few places in the country where liberals still rule the roost. I can't believe more people don't know about this place.
I tells ya, if the universe has a cruel sense of humor, Lavos would crash smack dab to the meter on top of Seattle.
