The Big Blackout

Eyes in the DarkSorry to state the obvious, but the absence of electricity for 54 hours well and truly sucks. I wish I could announce some philosophic discovery like I have a new appreciation for what electricity gives us, but it would be utter bullshit. I already appreciated electricity and didn't need a long absence to bring the point home.

I do have some observations:

  • The worse part was not knowing how long it will last. One can make plans if one knows it will last for over 2 days. One can't make plans knowing power may come back in the next couple hours, or may not.
  • Scratch that, the worse part was not having power while the blocks North, South and West did. Hell of a time to misplace my super-long extension cord.
  • Having people offer up their homes so I could grab a hot shower was awesome. A big thank you to Val/Michael and Serena/Chad.
  • Bumming a shower and then getting a cinnamon bun, no, a warmed up cinnamon bun, that's above and beyond the call. Val/Michael/Sam, a big damn thank you!
  • A power failure in one's apartment is less significant if the Friday and Saturday dinners and Saturday potluck lunch/gift exchange have power. If the power fails and there's no one in the dark, is it still a power failure?
  • My VCR doesn't loose it's clock setting after 54 hours.
  • I not only have enough blankets in the place to sleep comfortably at 54F/12C, I actually enjoy it. I love the weight of the blankets and being snuggly warm in a cold room.
  • Putting on cold clothes in the morning sucks. Tell me again why people voluntarily camp?
  • In the things that make you say hmmmm department: Why is it my telephone worked fine while my electricity didn't? It's all overhead lines. Are telephone signals more wind resistant?
  • Turning on the light switch is a purely reflexive move. I knew there was no power, but the hand has a mind of its own. I'd say it was a dinosaur brain thing, but what do dinosaur's know about power?
  • Having 2 hours of battery life in one's notebook sucks when all of Buffy Season 4 lies before you. Though after last weekend's 48 hour Season 3 Buffy marathon, this could have been a good thing.

All in all, I can't say I especially suffered. Except for a lost day's work on Friday my plans didn't change at all. With friends to spot me hot water and friends to keep me entertained I made out just fine.

Oh wait, that's almost philosophic after all. Damn.

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