Again.

I'm in the unusual position of telling people again that I'm still alive. Another earthquake hit Indonesia today, not too far southwest of Jakarta. This time, I was in a bus, with my eyes closed, listening to to the happy clamor of students on the way home from our leadership retreat, lurching and halting with the Friday afternoon traffic, and trying not to be too optimistic about when we might get home. Thanks to modern media, I found out about it pretty quickly, but no one on the bus felt it. We did see people who had evacuated their buildings along the way, but I didn't notice any significant damage. I'm sure I'll hear more tomorrow, though. We've had our fill of earthquakes here for a while. Who's next?