On Sunday afternoon I was lying down trying to nap, when the bed and the room shook vigorously. It was very brief, as though someone had slammed a huge door shut. Yep, it was an earthquake. The epicenter was about 20 miles away and the magnitude 3.4, which is probably why the tremor felt so hardy. The earth shrugs her shoulders frequently around here, and one gets used to it. Still, it’s an odd sensation.