BadComrade wrote:The bridge I sit on every day while waiting for the green arrow to the on ramp to I-55 bounces up and down at what must be the equivalent of an 8.0, so something tells me I wouldn't be phased by anything unless shit started falling on me.

Arson Smith wrote:This was my first ever earthquake that I knowingly experienced and felt.

I happened to still be awake, tirelessly working on recorded-media-file-a-thon 2008...

I had a few brief flashing thoughts like did a cat just jump and land hard on that shelf to make it wobble there, or damn that must be a wicked wind blowing outside to shake the building so.

Then I instantly remembered that I was lying out prone on the concrete basement floor, and everything, floor included, was trembling...

Then I got just a teensy bit queasy.

Nothing fell off of any shelves (which, knowing my luck, quite surprised me as I had just a few minutes prior done a horribly teetering vertical stack of CDs as a temporary move), but my skinny, really-shitty-high-center-of-gravity speakers did wobble back and forth, but did not fall over (yay).