I was sitting in the local Trader Joes parking lot ( for our overseas members, it is a chain grocery with wine,cheese, deli type foods.)My Toyota starts to bounce like a smallboat hitting swells. I looked at the trees, no wind. I looked behind me, no ex girlfriends. I looked around, people unconcerned. I decided it was my imagination. We then went to the Post Office. Lady in line is on the cellphone telling some suger daddy in New York she needs emergency money NOW, there is panic buying for food and water.I ask my cute korean postal clerk if we had a shaker? " Yes, it was @ 5.6 in Chino" I said " Oh, I thought my imagination was playing tricks on me." She replied " No this was much safer, Chris."I came home, Cat had dragged his sack of dried food, all 5 pounds of it under the table.