Early Friday morning an earthquake measuring 4.2 on the Richter scale shook the Bay Area, and shook me out of sleep. Suddenly I was aware that I was in the ground floor of a less than solid looking wooden building which was juddering a little around me, not the kind of sensation you want at 4 o'clock on a dark morning.
It passed with narry a broken window in the city. The big one is still to come.
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