if the apartment's knockin' ...

Congratulations to Heather and Cory on their first earthquake! The homeless guy I bumped into after the quake told me it was a 3.0 (and that he could feel things dogs and cats could not), but it was really a 5.2, all the way from Gilroy.

A little advice from a consummate Californian: First you think it's a large truck. Then you realize it's an earthquake. If you can say "Oh shit, it's an earthquake!" and it's still shaking, head for a doorway. (Usually it stops long before you finish the sentence.)

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