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firecat (attention machine in need of calibration) ([personal profile] firecat) wrote2007-10-30 11:17 pm

quake report

At 8:04 PM I was sitting in an Una Mas restaurant in Redwood City with [livejournal.com profile] jwermont, waiting for our food.

[livejournal.com profile] firecat [*thinking*]: "[livejournal.com profile] jwermont is tapping her foot really hard."
[livejournal.com profile] jwermont [*thinking I'm tapping my foot*]: "Either you're very impatient for your food or we're having an earthquake."
[livejournal.com profile] firecat [*watching the wall ripple*]: "We're having an earthquake."
Other people in the restaurant: [*Looking up alertly like a bunch of meerkats*]

I tried to use my cell phone to send a text message so I would remember the time, but the message failed multiple times. That worried me—where I was, the quake wasn't so strong, but it lasted a long time, and I didn't know but maybe it was on the Hayward fault.

So when we got home we went to the computer and looked up the quake on usgs.gov. Fortunately it turned out not to be too serious.

Overall not nearly as exciting as the Loma Prieta quake (I was in a swimming pool in Cupertino at the time). Thank goodness.

[identity profile] ona-tangent.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"watching the wall ripple" may be the scariest phrase I've heard today. So...after a small but long lasting earthquake, do you order pie or do you just pay the check and go home? I think I would order pie.

[identity profile] genomekelly.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"watching the wall ripple" may be the scariest phrase I've heard today

Say it again.

I was living in Pasadena when, just over 20 years ago, the Whittier Narrows earthquake struck. It was a Friday morning, I was asleep, and the crescendo of sound & vibration first seemed like a really big truck rolling down the street.

Then I bolted out of bed, "Oh fuck, this is an earthquake!" I shouted to nobody. I dutifully stood in a doorway for a couple of seconds, before I shouted "Oh fuck, my thesis!"

I walked to my dining room table to _manually park the heads_ on my Mac Plus external hard drive (this was October 1987, after all): I needed to safeguard my dissertation files. As I went through my tiny apartment, I noted the walls & floor & ceiling all flexing.

That evening was the start of the Jewish day of atonement, Yom Kippur. It was the _first time_ in my entire life that I attended every last one of the holiday services.

Whittier Narrows was a Richter 5.9 with epicenter ca. 10 miles from my apartment. The aftershock sequence that weekend included a Richter 5.1, if memory serves.

It was a rather jarring sign that, perhaps, my time in California ought to draw to a close.

Seven years later when the Northridge earthquake collapsed an apartment building, I was very disturbed to discover that my old Pasadena apartment was of near-identical construction to the one that fatally failed.

[identity profile] femmediva.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm glad everything is ok. Loma Prieta was the first thing I thought of when I heard the news this morning.

[identity profile] kwamee.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Just another October quake?

Tell me more about your pool shaking experience, were you pushed in a particular direction?

In '89 I was walking home from college and I remember enjoying the motion utill I looked up and noticed the swaying power lines above my head! :)

[identity profile] demonspawnmom.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Glad you're ok! I haven't been able to get to the news, what's the damage?

[identity profile] bastette-joyce.livejournal.com 2007-11-01 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
LOL. Here's an excerpt from that article:
"The top three floors of the library remained closed today as staffers worked to reshelf hundreds of thousands of research books and academic theses hurled to the floor by Tuesday's moderate earthquake.
Maybe some god or goddess doesn't think much of academia?
"Library page Frances Marin had one word for the scene that greeted her when she arrived this morning for her book-shelving job: 'Yikes!'"
And I'll bet that's not exactly what she said. :)

[identity profile] theycallmebeth.livejournal.com 2007-10-31 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know if I could stay calm if the walls started rippling. I've never experienced anything like that and we don't get much of that kind of activity up here. It would totally freak me out!