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I just felt an earthquake

We live in a shaky building. Whenever a big truck drives by, or someone moves some furniture, or a kid sneezes, our apartment wiggles a little. After a couple days I stopped my hourly check-ups of the USGS Earthquake Map, assured that the wobbles were not earthquake related. (I'm back in California! Yay earthquake paranoia!)

But just a few minutes ago I was knitting and watching House, and the wind came up. The place started wobbling like crazy. At first I was like, wow, strong breeze, but the moving lasted longer than it should have and was much stronger than the previous wiggles and wobbles. As I was bringing up the USGS Earthquake Map, the local news broke in to House to announce a quake happening in Sonoma County. Go to the map, and look at the big square just under Santa Rosa. That's what I felt. (We live by the dot left of Concord. I guess at least one of the minor wobbles last week was a tiny quake.)

I'm fine. The cats are fine. I think Grendel slept through it. Nothing happened in the house. I've been wondering how sound this building is, though, considering how much it shakes on a regular basis, when there aren't earthquakes happening. At least we're on the top floor, so if the big one does happen to hit while we're home, we won't be crushed.


Vicky said…
I heard this on the news this morning and thought- ooh Steph!! I wonder if she'll blog about it. 4.soemthing right? Not too bad. Still those things freak me out. Give me a hurricane any day.
Marylee A. Skwirz said…
When I was a kid in San Pedro, I remember many times roller skating and feeling the sidewalk shift under me.


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