text:  Oh, brother. And for about two seconds, I was exultant. I raised my fist in the air. I got my quake, and then I didn't want it because the tiles were undulating, and I was crashing on my rock collection, and the books in the library were tumbling out, and the whole floor was shaking, and a giant microfilm reader slammed against me, and I kept it from sliding on the floor, and I was moving back and forth on the counter, and my first comment was to anyone that was still left, we've got a major quake here. This is a seventh.