So I'm sitting here on my balcony this morning smoking my pipe with some nice mellow coffee to get the day going. I start to feel dizzy and thought I had an unusually high nicotine hit. Then the sliding glass door starting to shake and the plants were dancing more than usual. It was the first wave of an earthquake. My wife comes running in when the second wave hit pretty hard. Some nice herky jerky kind of motion. And then it was over. Twenty, thirty seconds of life in a jello bowl. 5.7 with the epicenter a couple of hours from here. No major damage. That was a smoke to remember.