The Day Yellowstone Erupted…
I promised you in the last post that we’d get to look at what would happen if Yellowstone Volcano really did erupt. Not necessarily a fun thing to imagine, and let’s hope it never does happen. So, sit back with a warm drink and let’s imagine what would happen if Yellowstone Volcano did decide to erupt with full force. Here we go…
It’s official. It’s gonna be a bad Monday.
News nowadays usually travels faster than you can blink. Too bad some things travel just slightly faster.
It’s the middle of July and I look out my office window to see dark clouds pouring over the Colorado mountains. Flakes of snow are raining down. Huge flakes that blanket everything. And they are a mucky gray.
Activity Update: 11/4/17
Which volcanoes are hopping this week? Check out the list below. While the list has definitely grown since the last activity report a month ago, about half of these are showing general unrest: off-gassing, increased earthquakes, smaller explosions. And then there are the big players such as Agung and Sinabung that have shown off some spectacular eruptions in the past couple of weeks.
Check out what’s hopping below:
Simmer down. Yellowstone isn’t going to blow.
Such stories tend to crop up once or twice a year and get everyone worked into a tizzy. On the one hand, yes, it is intriguing to ponder a future shaped by a megacolossal eruption. I’m sure it’s been fodder for some interesting sci-fi stories. But for reputable news organizations to paint a picture of imminent disaster without citing a single viable source is rather comical. What’s a little sad, however, is that so many people willingly dive onto the panic wagon without checking any facts or sources. And, with as easy as this trickery seems to have become, the media has once again succeeded in getting everyone stirred up that we’re going to be annihilated tomorrow. Simmer down. Yellowstone’s not going to go postal.
Pele’s Curse
A spooky story for Halloween…. and a real one.
Mario toed the piece of black lava with the tip of his shoe. The black rock glittered like a magical glass in the golden Hawaiian sunlight. The dips and curves of its surface reflected like a prism, sparkling like a million tiny gems of every conceivable color. He’d never seen a rock quite like it. Anywhere.
He bent down and scooped it up. It was no larger than a quarter, but the sharp edges bit into his tender fingers unrelentingly. He turned it so that it caught the light again. The color sparked to life. His dark eyes stared, mesmerized, at the dazzling array. Hawaiian basalt sparkling in the sunlight.