You hear a lot about earthquakes in California.
When D and I moved out here last year we talked about this. We were both a little interested in the idea of an earthquake. We thought it would be kinda cool, being in LA, to experience one. And quite frankly, we were a little disappointed that in the year plus we've been here, we hadn't felt one yet. A little morbid curiosity, I guess.
Well last night around 3am we certainly felt our first one. It was a 3.6, and epicenter was about 5 miles south of us, just a little offshore. And it freaked. me. out. I think it was half the earthquake and half being woken from sleep by the earth shaking, but it was unnerving.
When I got out of bed this morning I expected to find all sorts of media coverage. News stories! TV! Articles! Information overload! That was not the case. It was mentioned in the morning news, and I think I found one article online.
So that earthquake that scared the living daylights out of me? Hardly even on the radar screen.
Makes me reeeeeeeeeeeeeeally nervous about "the next big one".
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I remember the quake of '89 and it was scary as hell. The big ones aren't fun. But I'm pretty sure you can't call yourself a Californian until you've felt at least ONE. So congratulations!
Hahah, at age 4 I bet any earthquake was scary... much less a big one!
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