I don't think you ever get used to earthquakes. At least this gal from the east coast hasn't gotten used to them yet.
We just had a fairly minor one. It only registered 3.4 on the Richter scale. But the epicenter was only a few miles from my house so I felt it pretty strongly. It felt like something slammed into my house. There was a loud boom. Thank goodness it only lasted a second or so. This is the strongest one i've felt in quite some time. My legs are still trembling a little and my heart is racing.
There's a commercial around here that shows cows in an earthquake. They say 'oooh foot massage.it never lasts long enough.' Wish I was a happy cow.
Repeating to self: i love california...i love california...i love california...i love california
Millie! I think I felt it too. I'm new to earthquakes and I thought the neighbors kids did something to my house. Oh weird.
Posted by: Wavery | Wednesday, 01 March 2006 at 17:07
I once felt an earthquake in Crete, Greece. I was on holiday and having a mid-afternoon siesta and the bed was shaking. I thought it very strange as I was on my own ;)
It turned out to measure 7.something on the Richter but the epicentre was far out to sea. It is the only time I have ever experienced it.
I hope nothing was damaged in your beautiful kitchen!!
Posted by: Pamplemousse | Thursday, 02 March 2006 at 08:48
I was in SF for the Loma Prieta earthquake - how many years ago was that? I was remember it all vividly. Ay!
Posted by: T | Thursday, 02 March 2006 at 10:03
Man, you're lucky. I've felt one aftershock, in the whole near two years that I've lived here and it felt so WEIRD like I wasn't sure if the room was moving or if my equilibrium was off. Not that I want to feel the 8.0 or anything, but feeling a slight earthquake now and again would be kinda cool. Does that make me weird?
Posted by: statia | Thursday, 02 March 2006 at 13:47
I've lived here more than 15 years and earthquakes still freak me out. I was on the commuter train during the 89 quake and it damn near rocked the thing off the tracks! Thankfully we live on a granite slab. When the big one hits we will have oceanfront property.
Posted by: Donna | Thursday, 02 March 2006 at 17:51
Earthquakes totally freak me out! The first time, I was 16 and dancing around the room to some blaringly loud disco music. The next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor. I just thought I had lost my balance or something (well, I guess I did . . . ) but I hadn't heard anything (music too loud) so I had no idea what was going on. Then when I tried to get up, the floor was still vibrating under me and I couldn't stand. That's when I realized what was going on.
The second time, I was awakened out of a deep sleep to this horrible thunderous rumble, and for a split second I thought it was one of two things: 1) a jet plane was heading for my house, or 2) the Christians were right after all, and Jesus be comin' down from the sky. Oh well, it was neither -- just your garden variety earthquake.
Fun, ain't they?
Posted by: wessel | Friday, 03 March 2006 at 04:18
Yeah, that's a little scary I'd say. But think about the great weather and all the good food out there. I'd say it's worth it.
Posted by: chris | Saturday, 04 March 2006 at 05:28
I've just read your past couple of posts, you sound like you're feeling a little better. And you seem to have a plan, I'm glad.
Posted by: Lut C. | Sunday, 05 March 2006 at 13:26