To: Redcloak
Sheese. the one aftershock in Alameda I recall that stood me up off the sofa sounded like a train coming down the rood. You could see the wave pass by.
When I was a kid, I thought grownups kidded about Californicate slipping into the Ocean. They weren't kidding!
To: RedBloodedAmerican
During Northridge I was working at Litton in Woodland Hills. We were in our building a few days later cleaning up. An aftershock hit as I was talking to my supervisor. By then, I was at the point where I was ignoring them. My supervisor stopped talking mid-sentence like he was in shock, which seemed a little odd. He should have been used to them too. But from where he was standing, he could see all the way down one of the building's long hallways. He was distracted by the wave traveling down the hall.
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