(from usgs gov)
Oh yeah, we had an earthquake. The center of it was in Baja about 200 miles south from us. I was on my recliner reading when I started to feel something behind me. I started to yell at Ziggy and Mikey to "cut it out". Mrs. Jude yelled from the kitchen "What was I talking about?" I then realized when the recliner started to feel like I put a fucking quarter in it what was happening was not due from the animals (for once). I shouted out "Earthquake!" I've since found out, only people that have been transplanted to California shout out earthquake.
Fucker was shaking the whole house. We ended up under the doorway. The two of us and the two dogs. Not smart that we were under two hanging lights though. I'll have to find another place to go. Who knows where tuna hole ended up and my Dad was safe in his "library". It seemed like the shaking went on for half a minute but looking at the shake map, 9 seconds? Get the fuck out! It's wrong, had to be at least 30 seconds.
Not long after the 7.2, we sat down to a nice Easter dinner. I know I'm going to need TTUMS later and it won't be because of my Wife's cooking.
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