So the building started gently shaking and I went to the doorway, after I was sure it wasn't just me. After it was over, I went to the USGS web site and saw that it was centered in Gilroy (about 60 miles south of Berkeley). Given that, I call my friend Crystal, who didn't feel it, and guessed that it was a 5.2 and, in true 'LA Story' fashion, I was exactly right. At least right on the preliminary calculation. We'll see what they say in the morning.

Scary that a 5.2 can kill hundreds and leave thousands homeless when it hits a third-world country. Here it's more like, "Fuck, there was a brownout. Now I have to wait for my TiVo to reboot. I hope it was just recording commercials."

Of course, just because it's over, doesn't necessarily mean it's over.