Post Irene.
No surprise to have finally lost power last night. It was actually surprising not to have lost it earlier.
Drove on to see my folks and had a nice dinner. The sump pump area had reached homeostasis. If you bail it it refills. If you do nothing it just sits there.
It used to be a perk of power outages to be able to enjoy a higher sense of quiet and natural sound. Now it’s more like being stuck in the Lincoln tunnel with a lot of buses. Everyone (but me) has a generator and the world is filled with endless noise and fumes.
Ok. Book and wine and candlelight, night two awaits. I’m writing this from my car while recharging the phone (ska tomorrow’s alarm clock).
