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Christchurch Quake Update – Wednesday 08/09/10

Wednesday, September 8th, 2010

“Mother” (???) Nature is putting us through a lot of tests lately. Or is it God?

After the Saturday 04/09/10 big 7.1 Richter earthquake, we’ve had hundreds of aftershocks. They are still happening as I write this (non-mocko) post.

If you need any clarification on what the red stuff means on this seismograph – RED is too big to fit in the grid. We are showing here just the latest 24 hours.

24 hrs worth of quakes in chch, as we speak

For most people, this would be more than they would experience in their whole life. And we don’t know if there’s any end to this nightmare.

Christchurch Quake Aftermath

Saturday, September 4th, 2010

When I am updating this post, more than 60 hours after the first quake,  over 100 after-chocks have been felt, most of them between 3.6 and 5.7 Richter, the last one just seconds ago. It feels as though the whole city has been placed as icing on top of a jelly cake.  We are getting used to this perhaps as well as the population of London was getting used to the Blitz Krieg bombing.

travel agent traveling soon

insurance companies are looking at a $2b bill

lost engagement ring(s)

Christchurch 7.4 Richter Quake

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

This a photo from the town’s CBD, courtesy TVNZ

chch quake 04 sept 2010

…and this is my room

my room after the quake

… I am actually feeling one of the many aftershocks as I write, five hours after the main quake. Saving power and communication usage now, so no more bla-bla.  The State of Emergency has just been declared.

BED TIME STORY (starts here)

Monday, May 10th, 2010

A GOOD STORY THAT TAKES HALF-HOUR

Night 1

Faruno Abalgandon Vextraliensis had three legs. But this was quite normal for people his age on Planet Go-to-Bed.

We can make this story bigger or just a little bit bigger if you eat all your ginger bread teddy bears. There are no teddies and no ginger or not even bred on the Planet Go-to-Bed, but plenty of bears. People there eat bears for desert. Everybody eats everybody there because they are all so hungry and even Faruno could have had up to nine legs by the age of ten, should he had been well fed by his parents. Legs don’t grow easily, you know, not just from the top of your head, like octopus folk grow on Planet Erath. They only grow out of your ears on that lovely planet where not even cows exist.

Now we watch some cartoons before we go to bed and the story will grow overnight by itself. This is going to be a funny story.

Night 2

When we are done with this story, we are actually going to put it onto the Internet but we should put your name and my name there so people know who wrote the story. Maybe my friends Zayne and Kaito will be on the computer that night and they can read it. Can we just get to the story now?

Of course there are no cows on Planet Go-to-Bed because cows need cheese to make milk and milk to make grass from it. On Planet Go-to-Bed there’s plenty of grass already but the grass is only populated by sheep and by many weeds, too. Sheep are generally speaking, friendly on that remote planet but sometimes they sail far away in space ships they call ‘boats’. Faruno Abalgandon Vextraliensis wanted to be the captain of a Space-boat so he made it out of thin paper. All paper on Planet Go-to-Bed is thin, because it is made out of grass. There are no trees. On Planet Earth, most paper is made out of dead trees or trees killed by the humans. We won’t tell Faruno how we make things on Earth, because he won’t like to visit anymore.

Is that all the story? No.  It is not. Maybe Faruno has some friends.