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<tagline mode="escaped" type="text/html">Fairbanks 99701 From earthquakes to thirty below zero.</tagline>
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<issued>2002-11-26T23:32:00-09:00</issued>
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<content mode="escaped" type="text/html" xml:base="http://pamelajoy.com/alaska/fairbanks/m11nov/" xml:space="preserve">&lt;a &lt;p&gt;Today it rained.&amp;nbsp; A couple of weeks ago, the &lt;a href="http://www.newsminer.com/"&gt;Fairbanks Daily News Miner&lt;/a&gt; said, "Fairbanks Playing Hide and Seek with Winter".&amp;nbsp; We have a little snowfall.&amp;nbsp; We have warm weather and it melts.&amp;nbsp;  Some remnants of snow remain on the ground, but not much.&amp;nbsp; We've had a couple of nights that the low temperature dipped below zero.&amp;nbsp; Overall, though, the temperature has remained in the twenties and thirties above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember one winter my sister came to visit in November.&amp;nbsp; The temperature was thirty below the whole month.&amp;nbsp; She liked it so much that she came to visit me the next time in January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Daylight&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; Sunrise was at 10:00 a.m. and sunset was at 3:16 p.m. giving us 5 hours and 16 minutes of possible daylight.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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<issued>2002-11-25T21:43:00-09:00</issued>
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<issued>2002-11-20T14:45:00-09:00</issued>
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<content mode="escaped" type="text/html" xml:base="http://pamelajoy.com/alaska/fairbanks/m11nov/" xml:space="preserve">&lt;p&gt; Setting up this project is a bit more involved than a regular blog.&amp;nbsp;  However, I'm doing the page in such a way that it will be easy to update.&amp;nbsp;  That makes the coding a bit more intricate than I'm used to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This wouldn't be a problem except that I've been suffering from an &lt;a href="http://pamelajoy.com/friends/2002_11_01_friend.php"&gt;abscessed tooth &lt;/a&gt; for the past three weeks.&amp;nbsp;  I can barely think straight.&amp;nbsp;  The dentist drilled a hole in the two teeth to let them drain.&amp;nbsp;  One was so badly infected that he has left it open to keep draining.&amp;nbsp;  That means that any time I eat, I aggravate the pain again.&amp;nbsp;  I got a sesame seed stuck in it yesterday.&amp;nbsp;  Wowwee, it hurt.&amp;nbsp;  I go to the dentist next Monday to get the crown. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://pamelajoy.com/alaska/fairbanks/diary/photos/page07.shtml"&gt;&lt;img alt="view of Fairbanks - click on thumbnail photo to see a larger view" src="http://pamelajoy.com/alaska/fairbanks/diary/photos/deck0007th.jpg" width="133" height="100" border="0" hspace="10" vspace="10" align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;This photo was taken the day of the smaller earthquake on October 23.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I suppose I shouldn't make such a big production about this blog, but I want each month's blog page to match the diary page.&amp;nbsp;  To do that I have to change the background and graphics each month.&amp;nbsp;  I have to do it in such a way that I don't mess up the previous month's blog when I update for the current month. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I was just working on the page for December.&amp;nbsp; I know that I haven't done much with November.&amp;nbsp;  I'm having a problem getting the blog to post more than one day's posts.&amp;nbsp;  I don't know what I'm doing wrong, and it's hard to figure out glitches when I'm feeling so crummy. &lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt; About the time I got all revved up with the Fairbanks 99701 blog, I went over my 50MB limit for my site.&amp;nbsp;  That means I couldn't add *anything* until I deleted something.&amp;nbsp;  I've got it down to about 37MB now, but the whole situation really knocked the steam out of my sails.&amp;nbsp;  (LOL mixed metaphor, I know!) &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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<issued>2002-11-03T17:13:00-09:00</issued>
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<content mode="escaped" type="text/html" xml:base="http://pamelajoy.com/alaska/fairbanks/m11nov/" xml:space="preserve">&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avo.alaska.edu/Seis/M7.9_quake_2002/M7.9_quake.html"&gt;Another Earthquake!&lt;/a&gt; 7.9&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just came back in the house!&amp;nbsp; I didn't time it, but the duration felt  like 5 minutes to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="photos/page08.shtml"&gt;&lt;img alt="running down the stairs while the overhead globes are bumping together" src="photos/glob0008th.jpg" width="130" height="170" border="0" hspace="10" vspace="10" align="right"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When &lt;a href="http://www.aeic.alaska.edu/Seis/recenteqs/index.html"&gt;the earthquake&lt;/a&gt; didn't subside quickly, I grabbed the baby and an afghan and went downstairs.&amp;nbsp; As I rounded the second set of stairs past the split entry, the five glass globes hanging from the ceiling were banging together. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I heard something glass falling upstairs (not the globes).&amp;nbsp; I grabbed up my tennis shoes (I was barefoot), and we went outside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The house didn't even creak or snap.&amp;nbsp; The sensation was similar
to when a piece of heavy equipment is going up the hill.&amp;nbsp; The
concrete sidewalk felt like someone was using a jackhammer on it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I sat down in a lawn chair to wait for the shaking to stop.&amp;nbsp; I
slipped my feet into my shoes and snuggled the baby up in the
blanket.&amp;nbsp; The hanging baskets were swaying over my head, so I
moved away from the house a little more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Then it dawned on me that the electricity might go off so I
opened the garage door so I could get the car out if needed.&amp;nbsp; I
sat back down in the plastic chair, and then I decided, &amp;quot;I
needed it now.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I backed the car out of the garage.&amp;nbsp; Everything was still
quivering and rumbling.&amp;nbsp; I could hear another wave coming that
would sound like a jet taking off.&amp;nbsp; I can see the airport from my
house.&amp;nbsp; No planes were in the air.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I stopped the car equidistant from trees and power lines.&amp;nbsp; So if
anything started falling over, I was as far as I could get from
it.&amp;nbsp; The blue pickup was rocking up and down.&amp;nbsp; Tops of trees were
moving laterally.&amp;nbsp; The air was still.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I turned on the radio and music was playing on every station.&amp;nbsp; I
turned on the heater to warm up the car.&amp;nbsp; Outside temperature here
is about 30 degrees.&amp;nbsp; I looked at the fuel gauge and wished that
I'd filled the tank with gas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The bottom of the well house door was vibrating.&amp;nbsp; The flower
baskets were still swinging side to side.&amp;nbsp; I kept looking at the
door for a clue when the shaking had stopped. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Now I wished I had brought the car seat with me in case I had to
drive somewhere with the baby.&amp;nbsp; I also didn't bring a diaper or a
bottle one.&amp;nbsp; Brendon didn't care.&amp;nbsp; He stretched and seemed to be
enjoying the adventure.&amp;nbsp; Just when it felt safe to get out of the
car, there was an after shock. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Eventually I went back in the house.&amp;nbsp; Two aftershocks were strong
enough for me to go stand over Brendon in case I had to dash out
again.&amp;nbsp; While I waited for the &amp;quot;big one&amp;quot;, I put on some
heavy socks and laced up my shoes.&amp;nbsp; I gathered everything I needed
next to the diaper bag.&amp;nbsp; I'm putting a car seat in the car, just
in case.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I got on the computer and tried to get an earthquake site, any
earthquake site, and none of them would come up.&amp;nbsp; I downloaded my
e-mail for the first time today.&amp;nbsp; I've tried sending one e-mail,
and our ISP cannot be found.&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The dishes that fell landed on the carpet and didn't break.&amp;nbsp; A few
items fell off shelves, a doll fell off a bookcase, and something
toppled in the garage.&amp;nbsp; The empty baby swing was still rocking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Keith came home and said he had been driving down the road.&amp;nbsp; The
truck had felt &amp;quot;like there was a water tank in the
back.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Then HE looked up and saw the stop light jumping
up and down. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Keith went to the utility where he works, and there were alarms
going off, ding ding ding.&amp;nbsp; He said 6 of 17 substations had been
knocked offline.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't call with his cell phone because all
the circuits were busy.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't have called me anyway because
I was in the car, and my cell phone was on the piano.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Next Keith dashed over to the cabin to see if it was still
standing.&amp;nbsp; Then he came home.&amp;nbsp; I guess he figured the cabin would
collapse before our house.&amp;nbsp; LOL It took it better than I did.&amp;nbsp; My
nerves are still fluttering.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="photos/page09.shtml"&gt;&lt;img alt="Grampa holding Brendon after the earthquake." src="photos/bren0009th.jpg" width="130" height="110" border="0" hspace="10" vspace="10" align="right"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm much more affected by this earthquake than the last one.&amp;nbsp; This
was too much like &lt;a href="http://pamelajoy.com/quake.shtml"&gt;1964&lt;/a&gt; for my comfort.&amp;nbsp; Even as I type this,
two more after shocks have kept my vigilance up on step.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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