Preliminarily being called a 4.1 aftershock to the previous quake.
I felt it! I’m just outside the city about 10 miles southeast. A few ladies in our office got freaked out a bit.
Was Lou Dog inside the van?
It’s amazing the difference between a 4.7 and a 4.1.
The first one was all “Lemme through here, geddada my way, dammit!” and today’s aftershock was “Ahem, excuse me, I’ll be through here and out of the way as quickly as I can.”
Polite earthquakes. Gotta love 'em.
As a native NYCer, I barely notice.
I was on the 13th floor of a building in Downtown LA, and I just went about my business assuming that a train had gone by.
