I felt a slight rumble while standing at my desk today. No big deal, a very small earthquake, it felt like a subway was passing under our apartment. Only, we don’t have a subway under us. Tyler came in to say his girlfriend texted from the Lower East Side to say she felt it too. Nothing big, it really was just a gentle rumble. I found out later it was a 4.8, which, as someone who has lived in Japan and California is barely enough to interrupt a conversation.

But anything that happens to the citizens of the Tri-State Area, Media Capitol of the Universe, is worthy of an all points bulletin. All local TV stations freaked out and interrupted regular programming for the next couple of hours for breaking news coverage. As with all live coverage, the disaster playbook told everyone to go full-court press, and send everyone out to interview people and experts and, of course, look for damage and casualties.

“Lots of people shook up, recovering, 10-15 seconds of pure terror!”

I wonder if they’ll give this story any airtime on the national TV news tonight.