I'm officially not sleeping any more tonight, so I'll write a rare update to explain why:
Brian has the best job ever. Yesterday (well, Wednesday, so two days ago, I suppose - it's 4:30 in the morning on Friday) morning at work, he sent me an instant message - he was being sent to Hawaii for work. The next day. We talked about me going, but I couldn't skip work on Thursday, and it was kind of a lot of money to fly out there for essentially a day - their testing is only scheduled to last through Sunday.
So he left yesterday. Of course, I mentioned his last-minute trip to coworkers at various times, and one even walked by as I opened a flight map that said he had just landed. I talked to Brian last night and helped him pick a place to eat dinner, and I went to bed shortly after. He called at midnight, apologized because he knew I was sleeping, and told me that there was an 8.8 earthquake in Japan, that Hawaii was under a tsunami warning, and that they had been told they had to find higher ground by 3 am. At 2 am, I got a text message from him, telling me where they are staying for the night.
I just got a phone call from the coworker who walked by as Brian's plane was landed. He is an extreme night owl, and we are releasing the next version of our product tomorrow morning (er, later this morning), so I was concerned that there was a problem and he wasn't able to finish everything he'd promised he would do. But no - he said he finished everything, no problem, but he'd heard on the radio that there was a tsunami due in Hawaii in 45 minutes, knew my husband was there, and wanted to make sure we knew what was going on.
Obviously, I did know what was going on, but it was really thoughtful of him to call. Even at 4:30 in the morning.
My parents appear to live at about 70 feet of elevation (in Santa Barbara), so I think they're safe. Now I'm going to go shower - if I get back in bed, I'll just sleep until 10 am, and I do still have to get some work done tomorrow. Today.