There was a nice little shake tonight while I was at the office.

At first I thought I was finally going completely batshit from lack of sleep, but then our Production Designer (who feels every little shake in his office for some reason) ran out going, “Did you guys feel it?!”

The best way to describe the feeling of being in a small to moderate earthquake is that it feels like you’re suddenly sitting on top of a bowl of Jello. Everything gets real wobbly for a minute, and then all is still again.

We participated in the California hobby of the Post-Earthquake Pool (everyone tries to guess the magnitude and location), and one of the bigwigs managed to hit the magnitude right on the nose, a feat for which he was justly proud.

Anyway, fun little 4.5 in San Bernadino. There was apparently an aftershock

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