At 7:07 am Hawaiian time, 1307 hrs Eastern, Hawaii got the shakey jakes with a string of earthquakes, the first measuring 6.5 or 6.6 in magnitude. What has happened is the power is out and there has been some minor damage. There has been no tsunami reported.
Things are shook up with the power being off, but there are no high-rise collapses, or reports of whole communities falling into the ocean.
Since the earthquake went off at 7 am, I have to ask the impertinent question: Of the honeymooning couples on Hawaii at the time, who may or may not have been engaging in honeymoon activities at the time, will they ever be able to live up to it again? Or, was intimacies during an earthquake the ‘pinnacle’ of their lives together, in a matrimonial sense?
Like many grownups I have engaged in acts of an intimate nature. One particular act, many, many, years ago, involved a bed collapsing, breaking actually, in a furnished apartment in a town up in the Ottawa Valley. The bed was irreparably damaged and I had the dubious pleasure of telling the landlady that her bed was broken. I did leave out the part about the activities that were going on at the time, as that would be seen as causative and increase my culpability.
My landlady was an older German woman named Mrs. Schaefer whom I did not wish to offend. I suspect her activities in the 1938 to 1945 time span involved prison camps, with her as chief jailer. She certainly seemed formidable enough to control 1100 prisoners of war with little more than a raised eyebrow and a stern expression.
My question still stands. How many men in Hawaii leaned over on one elbow at 7:08 am and uttered those magical words "Was it good for you, honey?"
RoadDave 