Coming over the radio airwaves even as I type: a Tsunami Warning — here, in Los Angeles.

Uh… Wha-fuck?

Apparently there was an offshore earthquake near Eureka (insert obligatory Eureka! joke here), California up north, prompting the tsunami warning down here. Go figure.

We live a good 15 miles inland behind the Santa Monica mountains, so we’re good here at Casa Atkins even if a monster wave hits. But even on the coast down in Malibu I wouldn’t expect to see the kind of destruction here that we saw last year in Phuket — pretty much everyone here either has their own internal dual silicone flotation system or is banging someone who does.