In which there are issues with the utilities.
I had two bloody marys at the Dead Cock after work last night. I hung out with MissT for awhile. Then I went to band practice.
After about 40 minutes of practice, the power went out. And it stayed out. So I left band practice — no way to play electric instruments with no power — and for lack of something better to do went back to the bar, which still had power although it was flickering frequently.
Played Megatouch games with MissT for awhile, had a drink.
Drove home. The Hwy 34 corridor had no power at all, not a farm light or street light or house to be seen. It was eerie and really, really dark.
No power in Batavia, either. When I walked in the back door, Bread had candles everywhere.
Power was restored shortly before midnight, which is when we went to bed and ravished each other. (Actually, I ravished him and he laid there and took it like a man. *wink*) The power stayed on all night, then went out again sometime between six and seven for another hour.
So I’m really tired and I want to take a nap, and it was really fucking cold in the bedroom this morning. Cold and tired is my least favorite combination ever.
It was zero degrees outside when I got up, but it had heated up to a balmy eleven degrees by the time I drove past the bank sign on my way to work.
In other news, my knitting site is down, and so is its host. Neither name will resolve, which means their DNS servers are down, which means something catastrophic has happened. I don’t even know where they’re located physically. And I don’t know any IP associated with the host or I’d try some tracert to see where it breaks. Of course, none of you care about any of this… it’s just that it’s hard to break the Internet so it’s interesting when something stops working.
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candles! how romantic! did you “watch movies?”
Edited to include the “movie watching.” Just for you! -m
I had cold and tired, too. Throw in hungry and you will get cranky and that’s just no good.
I feel much better knowing that nookie was had.
Tsk, tsk. My heart pumps for me. Oh, wait. Sorry you’re cold, the tired is your own fault. You could aways burn more building materials.
Which brings up a thought. There is a MIT researcher whose extensive research brought him to the conclusion the the next ice age should have started 50 years ago! So the global warming trend is trying to hold it back but once in a while it bursts through, freezing your sorry ass.
(Shakespeareian aside – good hook for a song since you’re writing songs again: “Guess it’s true, it is just you”. You know, from the ‘It’s not you, it’s me’ break up line?)
I’m going to burn all those boxes of ‘family heirlooms’ you’ve been shipping to me since you sold your house and moved into a motorhome. -m
we have to blame alaska, it’s -13 with -32 windchill. i was supposed to go to the university to do some research but i think i’ll be doing it online. sucks that you didn’t sleep long enough. i woke up to the phone ringing and boy typing on my computer about an hour ago. so i’m feeling good 🙂
It’s 28 degrees in Portland with 35 mph winds. Ugh.
Ha! family heirlooms! yeah dad, what’s up? where does all that stuff keep coming from?
also, i think it’s all canadia’s fault… this little cold snap we’re all having. stupid canadia.
Blame Canada! Blame Cana-daaa! -m
I refuse to be intimidated by canadia’s ass freezing winds of death.
Besides, it’s 75F here.
we had heavy winds today and a tree fell across the highway and took out the power at my office. fortunately I never have to go there. It was 60 this morning and will be 22 tonight. sunday it will be 15. I am sooooo looking forward to texas on tuesday.
it’s not canada’s fault. it’s alaska’s fault. all the weather comes from alaska, except tornados, they come from kansas.
where’s canadia?
and the knitting site is back up
Does warm peaceful spring come ever in your place???
DNS Servers are awesome because they are the busiest database servers on this planet. At least, that’s what I was told.
If anything at all, let’s both just be glad that there’s always sex to enjoy when cold and tired (irritable and awkward as it sometimes might turn out, but hey, there are people in the world who aren’t getting it, of course).
Iowa is, dear Mush, too cold. Move!
(The cold is our enemy. Just yesterday, the cold froze my bike on my way to work, and I had to walk the fucker back to my apartment and head to Anthony’s for a ride. Talk about some bullshit [and not just any bullshit, and mine and his bullshit, or “buwww-shiyit!”, which is louder and more meaningful than just regular bullshit]).
Canadia was what we called Canada at my house since my mother was Canadian. Always had a green card. Never became a US citizen since she thought she might go back someday for the free health care.
We’d pronounce it Can-A-di-A. Stupid frozen canadia, eh? What’s that all aboot?