The terminology of imminent volcano eruption is among the most luridly erotic of all geological language. I've been squirming for days with all this talk about the awakening giant and hot magma entering the chamber. Fifty miles from here the tension is escalating toward a possible paroxysm of explosive force. Days ago scientists made their final excursion to the rim to collect thrilling sensory data. Tremor swarms indicate volatile activity within the lava dome and suggest the potential for a violent blast. The excitement is building and I can barely stand it. The feathery plume we were shown yesterday is like the beginning of a striptease.