Brad and I were woken this morning at 7:07 by an earthquake said to measure 6.5 on the Richter scale. It was the scariest thing I've ever experienced.
The shampoo bottle fell off the rack in the bathtub. And our bed frame broke (see picture). But we are safe. Our house is still standing. We don't have electricity, but that's really a minor inconvenience considering how bad it could have been. Oh, and the "Buff Guy" fell off of the TV.
The police are out directing traffic at all of the intersections. And on my way into work (we have a generator at the office), we saw the National Guard on the highway.
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