That's what time Lisa and I woke up this morning to feel the house rumbling. Lisa says, "What the hell's that?"
I respond, "It's either a train," because the GSX railroad line runs relatively close to our neighborhood, "or an earthquake."
Well, turns out it wasn't a train. I know, you West Coast, Pacific Rim, Ring of Fire people are all going, "A 4.9? Oh, please," but still. My first earthquake, and I didn't even have to go to California.