Yay! I felt it! I can now someday regale my grandchildren with tales of the Great 5.4er of Aught-Eight, or USGS Event ci14383980 as those of us who lived through it like to call it. Like a good citizen, I logged my experience on the site for posterity.
It’s always exciting to have a little bit of drama in the day, and because I am so safely tucked away from Chino Hills, I just got a jolt of adrenaline and no problems to deal with. The little leeches I call pets provided no warning and slept through it, as did Fella and Filly. Oddly enough, I heard the shuttered doors upstairs rattling around before I felt any shaking. My hanging lamp hardly moved, and our vertical blinds only faintly.
May God have mercy on our souls.