We had an earthquake this morning. :)
I woke up to the sound of what I thought was Melody jumping onto the dining table and sliding along with the tablecloth smack into the window (which she did on Sunday; it was funny, but only because she wasn't hurt). As I sat up and groped for my glasses so I could see if she was okay, there was a loud boom. It reminded me of mortar practice at Schofield Barracks, but at 4AM, I was more inclined to believe someone was kicking in my front door.
This is where I wished I had a bo or something, like Steph and Corey. Instead, I grabbed my Tivo remote (it is a +3 crushing weapon, single hand) and headed into battle. The front door was still intact so I looked at the window to make sure Melody hadn't gone through it when the second boom came. Me, Mittens and Melody all fled the living room for the bedroom, where those faithless chickens disappeared under the bed. That left me with my remote control against the enemy.
It didn't occur to me that it was an earthquake. The last one I was in, things rattled and shook and the noise was more like a rumbling craaaaaack than a big BOOM. I did get to use my remote control; I sat up for the next two hours watching TV and fretting over when someone would be busting down my door. As I finally fell asleep, my radio alarm went off and I heard them say it was a quake. That beats it being a home invasion, any day.