I was on the second floor in NY at the time. It was kind of funny, actually, because I rolled back about four inches and then rolled forward again. It kept shaking, though, so, I went downstairs. It had already ended by the time that I had gotten down there, though. I was wondering why there were quakes all the way up here.
It was funny reading about it on CNN, and about how Obama was playing golf in MA at the time. I keep imagining the ball rolling out of the way just as he's about to hit it, and nothing else being noticeable about the quake up there.