Catastrophic but not Apocalyptic: Vocabulary to the Rescue.

It looks as if the Big E's fire was catastrophic but not apocalyptic. He got back into his room briefly yesterday and found his wallet and his laptop. His guitar and cello were not burned, but they were soaked, so they were left to dry out on his bed. Hope Northhampton doesn't have any disaster scroungers. What a terrifying thought: you're jarred awake and have only a few seconds to flee. It's the nightmare we usually wake up out of.

E, if you glance at this blog, you'll either be pleased or horrified to know the family is checking Plotnik to find out how you're doing.