Bridges

My Minnesota peeps and all you CNN addicts already know this, so I'll save the explanation. The Interstate 35 bridge in Minneapolis that crosses the Mississippi collapsed this eve. Sucks.

But it got me to thinking.

I thought I was supposed to be the one who was on, under or between bridges when they collapsed (cause of earthquakes). I was supposed to fear that when I moved to California. It just goes to show, you're not safe anywhere. To not live somewhere or do something because you're afraid of what might happen, could still happen to you right where you are (cliche?). I mean, no tsunamis are going to hit Minnesota anytime soon, so let's be realistic. But who would have thought a freakin' bridge would randomly collapse?

It'll be interesting to see what unfolds in days ahead. It'll be interesting to see how this will affect traffic. You know it's going to take YEARS to rebuild that sucker? YIkes. And it's not like they can work year round like they can in the south and west.

I'm sort of wondering if this will be the banner headline in the O.C. Register tomorrow, or if it will be some bogus local thing about how some lady's house is being forclosed on in Aliso Viejo because her housing association is suing her for parking her handicapped van in the driveway and causing an eyesore to the neighborhood (true story).

So for all you folks in MN who know someone who was involved in today's London Minneapolis bridge falling down, yuck.