So it was indeed an earthquake that I lived through yesterday afternoon. According to the Washington Post, Annandale, the epicenter, “yawned” through the quake.

I can only speak for one block of Falls Church, where I was when the boom-shaka-laka hit. There was “Twilight Zone”-like weirdness when I went outside and saw other folks standing in their yards with “What do we do now?” looks, and dogs barked all over. I wasn’t yawning. Nobody was yawning.

‘Course, my neighborhood has produced a lotta sissies. But, tell the truth, fellow survivors: Did anybody yawn?