Earthquake

This morning, around 10:09am, there was an earthquake. Nothing too big, but nonetheless noteworthy. A 4.1 will definitely shake your second story apartment built more than 30 years ago.

This is a reenactment of what happened (in my brain), when the earthquake struck:

I'm sitting at the kitchen table.
Shit. Its an earthquake.
Everything is shaking. Hard.
How long will it last?
Should I duck under the table? Naw, that table is from Ikea. I built it.
Earthquake over.

I should seriously consider getting a sturdier kitchen table. But, at least Alan and I have an earthquake safety kit. You must have one if you live in California. You never know when the big one will strike!