No reports of injuries at this point in time.
Dr. Kate Hutton is being spurred on by our local media to repeat herself over and over and over again…poor girl.
Pfft. These SoCal kids are weak. In the Mid-West, when you have a sinkhole that wipes out a town or a tornado levels a couple of schools, people are like, “Yep…they had it comin’. Musta not prayed hard 'nuff,” and then take another drag on the Winston. In California, a little Earth-roll and people are dropping their bongs and rushing to computer message boards to report, “OHMYGODDIDYOUFEELTHATITMADEMESPILLMYMOCHACAFFELATTE!” Weak, just weak.
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So much for quitting smoking.
Reports that it was “felt as far away as Vegas” are highly subjective. My parents said “What earthquake?” when I emailed them.
It’s always like that. Several years ago there was a swarm of 4-sized earthquakes (barely large enough to be felt) and the local news broke into coverage, sent out their vans and helicopters, and one of the copters hovered over a supermarket reporting: “This is the type of place where you could expect to find some damage, with items falling off of shelves and such…of course the damage would be INSIDE the building, so we can’t actually SEE anything…”
5.4 is big enough to cause some minor damage, but for most people in the area, it’s basically a non-event. It’s really a testament to our building codes and preparedness drills that a quake this size could be shrugged off as nothing massive – if a 5.4 struck downtown NYC, there would be MAJOR damage.
In other words…we’re all okay, folks. 
I’ve been here for 9 months and that was my first earthquake! It felt pretty minor here in Venice — that’s what the old pros tell me at least.
It felt like I was on a boat.
I’ll have you know that I did not drop my bong.
Wait, that didn’t come out right.
I’m in Kearny Mesa and didn’t feel a thing.
Actually, it was just French vanilla drip coffee. 
Easily cleaned up, though.
BTW, I grew up in the Midwest. Experienced many a tornado warning, many a violent thunder and electric storm, even a blizzard or two. Granted, I was never IN a tornado, but I have to say…earthquakes win. They’re fun until you experience a major one. The Northridge Quake scared me shitless, and now whenever I feel these smaller ones my heart stops. I know you’re being tongue in cheek, and it made me smile–but eeeeeeep. I hate these fuckers now.
This is the most violent shaking I’ve felt since Northridge. Felt like it lasted forever. It spilled a fair amount of water from my 45gallon aquarium, and restarted the pendulum mantle clock in the family room–we’d stopped the pendulum months ago because it chimes so loudly.
We live about 10min from the epicenter, so we felt a whole lot of this one. Scariest thing is wondering–are we near the epicenter, or are we far away from something massive?
Son is fine, family is fine, horses are fine. My nerves, notsomuch. 
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Also, you’re officially a Californian now. 
Missed this on preview, but that’s always my first thought as well. I was initially assuming it was near downtown because the jolt was so strong. I remember how mind-boggling it was during the Northridge Quake that it wasn’t right underneath our apartment building.
Yep I felt it here in La Jolla. I’m sitting here and the lights above me are swaying and the building is shaking. Since I am not from here I am thinking it might be an earthquake but you never know. I called my husband and he was driving through Chino farms hills? area and he said to me oh you are the earthquake reporter are you jokingly. And he said as he hung up with me his cell phone went dead and he turned on NPR and they said the epicenter was through the area he was driving in. He didn’t feel anything because he was driving. He is still in that area at a meeting. I hope there aren’t any aftershocks here or there.
Actually, most of the fun in an earthquake comes from watching the tourists and transplants completely lose their shit. My mom was working in a bank when Loma Prieta hit, and one of her (Midwestern-born) employees was changing in the bathroom when the building started shaking and the power went out. The poor woman ran shrieking out of the bathroom and through the lobby wearing nothing but her panties. Didn’t stop running 'til she got back to Wisconsin.
Native Californians only panic over really freaky shit, like geting half an inch of snow in January.
Ah, cut the newbies some slack - if you can’t trust the ground below you, what can you trust? (NOTHING! Bwahahahaha… sorry.)
Course this doesn’t count as a real earthquake - we didn’t even lose power.
I didn’t feel a thing here at my workplace in San Diego’s Scripps Ranch neighborhood, though other people here were talking about it afterward. I suspect this was because I was walking around the building at the time.
I’m pretty sure that Cleveland has been hit by earthquakes that bad, and even with our non-quake-conscious building codes, the city didn’t exactly crumble into dust. I would have thought that Californians would just take something like that in stride.
For that matter, Bozeman had a 5.6 a couple of years ago. In my office, it just felt like someone was moving very heavy machinery in one of the labs or on the roof, and my 9th-floor apartment had a few things fall off shelves, but nothing heavy.
I got Verizon cell service back in action not too long after I posted here. I was gone at lunch for a bit.
Aha! That explains why the wife couldn’t reach me on the cell phone. I was on the 10 and didn’t feel a thing.
The 10’s a big freeway. Whereabouts were you?
Afterward I called my dog walker to see if all the dogs huddled together 5 minutes before the quake, but no such luck. I was hoping they would circle the dog-walker and try to keep the human safe. But alas, he said they didn’t feel much in Tarzana. Stupid ‘non-earthquake predicting’ dogs
Outside the Water-Gardens building, the lampposts were shaking pretty good. Or maybe it was my point of view
Fontana, I guess. We were on the way to Ontario International. They wouldn’t let my wife inside to get to her plane until the Fire Department checked everything out.