Got snow?

Thanks, Judgment Day -- that was interesting, about the Aetas. I, of course, live on "stolen land" myself. An alternate version of our national anthem begins: " O Canada, our home on (instead of the usual "and") native land...."

 

Now, you might well be gone before the land mass you stand upon goes slamming into another, but I think it would be only prudent of you to always brace yourself against something sturdy, and to eschew standing too close to the edges, just in case...

 

That's why you'll generally find me here, safely ensconced in the middle of the continent -- no sneaky, jagged new mountain range is going to spring up under me while I doze, I can tell you that! Granted, the capricious continents generally creep around the globe slowly and stealthily, but they might well be trying to lull us into incautious complacency and a false sense of security, the better to catch us unawares, and send us all flying "arse over kettle" when they suddenly decide to spring forward into the rocky arms of their massy partners in the tectonic dance! One can't be too careful in these matters -- you have been duly warned!

 

btw: I didn't think ageing Goths 'did' jumpers...