This morning's magnitude 4 earthquake terrified pets and sleepy folks across the East Bay, but it appears to have done no damages, unless we're counting a brief closure of BART, the interruption of sleep schedules, and-- over the course of a long, helpless, 30 seconds or so of the earth rattling and grinding -- a reminder that we should all take some disaster preparedness course or something soon, so that when the inevitable finally does happen we'll not just be dashing about in our underpants shouting "Shit!"
In short, it felt like God cannonballing into the hills.
While it was categorized as a 4.6 immediately after roiling the very foundations of East Bay civilization, the 5:33 a.m. El Cerrito-centered quake was later ruled a 4.0. El Cerrito and the East Bay, meanwhile, are so fog-thick this morning that San Francisco is impossible to spot. Perhaps San Franciscans should assure East Bay-types that San Francisco is still there, maybe by sending a photo of it holding today's Chronicle.
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