Rollin in our 5.0

Yes I love that song from Vanilla Ice (Ice Ice Baby), but that's not what this is about. Two nights ago we felt a 4.7 Magnitude earthquake (I rounded it up to 5 for the title) at our apartment in Huntington Beach. It was funny/confusing because Sadie had just let Fifi to go potty outside and then just as she walked back in the door, the rumbling began. I happened to be standing by the couch and I just grabbed her hand and stared at her. I think we were both sort of paralyzed by the movement, but it was pretty mild and short lived. It lasted maybe 15 seconds. As soon as it stopped Sadie said "should we go under the doorway"? And I replyed, "I was worried about the TV"!
That's the second earthquake that I've felt since moving out here in 2003. The first one was also at this apartment in Huntington Beach, just several months ago...I was home one afternoon for a lunch break and had laid down on the couch for a nap. I was pretty out of it. I had fallen asleep watching some discovery channel show about plate techtonics and massive erruptions (no kidding). Along with having the show in my subconscious, just before the earthquake a big huge garbage truck was in our alley, right next to the apartment picking up the dumpsters and banging them up and down. So imagine waking up hearing the truck banging and banging the dumpster, seeing the TV show about plate techtonics and feeling the whole apartment shake! I was thoroughly confused. I remember running into the office and holding onto the flat monitor thinking it would surely fall over!