Maybe it's me...
...but here's a short list of the natural events I've been in/around/through:

1987 Whittier, California earthquake
-- I lived over the hill from Whittier. House suffered only minor structural damage. Pain in the arse commuting for a few days, but not a big deal.

1988 49er Fire, California
-- Happened near my home town. Had to help a friend evacuate his place which was in the line of the flames. Used back roads to sneak around road blocks to get in and out with his belongings. Fire was across the river from his place as we were loading my truck, and when we left were unsure if we'd return to an intact building or a pile of ashes. Fortunately the fire was contained before his place burned. Minor smoke inhalation for me.

1989 San Francisco earthquake (technically the Loma Prieta quake)
-- Was in my office in downtown San Francisco. Rode my office building as it swayed and allowed me to see around the corner of the building across the street. Took 8 hours to get across the bay to a relative's home. Again, not much damage personally, but in the aftermath the commute around the bay was messed up. It is because of this altered traffic pattern that I met the first Mrs. Grundig. As she is now the first ex-Mrs. Grundig, this can hardly be considered a complete dodge of the bullet. (N.B.--Never refer to your ex-wife as your >first< ex-wife when your current wife is in earshot. Bad things result.)

1991 Oakland Hills Fire, California (see a pattern here?)
-- Was at home when it flared up on the ridge behind where I lived. The situation went from "Gee, it's smoky out there," to "Holy shit, the building is on fire!" in about 5 minutes. Grabbed what I could and left in my car, sending the first Mrs. Grundig on her way ahead of me in her car. We took separate routes out. She was unscathed. I nearly burned to death in my car. Lost everything I owned, except the clothes on my back and a car with bubbled paint. I am honest when I say that I was glad to be merely alive.

1993 Storm of the Century
-- Was in Atlanta, Georgia for business on the Friday that this thing hit. Being a southern city, Atlanta is not equipped for much snow. They got 16 inches. Was stuck in the hotel through the weekend with no power or heat. Hotel management opened the bar and the vending machine stock as there was no other food. Made a few friends. Froze my arse off.

There are more, but these are the ones that affected me most. The current Mrs. Grundig sometimes scoffs at the stock of food, water, and other necessities I keep on hand. The silly cow. I smile, nod, and think about rotating out the perishables.

tl; dr: I am a disaster magnet.
(grundig Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!, Wed 20 Jun 2012, 6:27, 4 replies)

Here's a tip - California's a disaster magnet - move out of it.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 20 Jun 2012, 9:07, closed)

It's also
bloody expensive, crowded, poorly managed, and headed the way of Greece (in a fiscal sense.) I'm a native, and I can't wait to leave, which I hope to do once the little Grundlings are a bit older. This would, however, necessitate turning the current Mrs. Grundig into the second ex-Mrs. Grundig as she will never leave.

I suppose I'll miss her.
(grundig Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!, Wed 20 Jun 2012, 16:42, closed)

If you ever decide to visit the UK...
...gaz me - so I can f**k off somewhere else.
You're a bloody jinx!

:-D
(minimalist ..., Wed 20 Jun 2012, 11:18, closed)

Will do
though I have visited a few times (once for a month) and nothing awful befell your fair land.
(grundig Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!, Thu 21 Jun 2012, 2:12, closed)