Posted by: LateForLunch ® |
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Unless it tosses me out of bed, off my feet or makes the car swerve, it's not worth mentioning.
I was awake during the 6.9 1994 Northridge quake around 4:00 AM, after leaving a convenience store I looked straight up arrow-straight Laurel Canyon from around Burbank Avenue as it hit full force - a three-mile incline revealed the ground behaving like waves on the ocean - until the transformers all blew out and everything went dark.
That was the Real Deal. This was nothing. Sure, the people at the epicenter might have had some anxiety...
Modified by LateForLunch at Fri, Jul 05, 2019, 07:05:46