A four on the Richter Scale. Such fun. Just one firm shake this time, no rolling.
State of affairs at the time: Fully dressed this time, I was roasting fresh peaches under the broiler and everything started quivering. The cat hasn't been seen for three hours and she just appeared all puffed out from underneath a hamper.
UPDATE: Our Fresh Decorah Import undergoes his first CA shimmy. Nobody freaks, but he did find the quake link on craigslist.
I was here for the 1989 Loma Preieta, just prior to following some heartbreak to Washington; the aftershocks lasted for weeks. We were all jumpy as cats.