I had a high fever so everything was already pretty fucked up looking/feeling to me anyway. Was at my grandma's house in Oakland with my mom, cousins and aunts just lying on the couch when it hit. Everybody was screaming and panicked but as my head was pretty much burning from the fever the fear never really set in so I was thinking more clearly than everyone else and told everybody to get under a table or door. 
That's pretty epic. You were, ironically, the cool-headed one.
I was living in Bonny Doon at the time. It was bizarre; the house I lived in had a panoramic window, one whole side was glass. The earthquake made the whole thing look like liquid, because it moved in a wave.