OK, it was a run of the mill, everyday - straightforward kinda Saturday...got up @ 09:00 went to work,and was OK. Got home around 16:30...and no sooner then my hand touched the doorknob the lectricity went out...that's when I put my hand on my knife.
Now this story has a beginning and an ending...
It all began last Thu evening when the Rolling Thunder review came on thru with all it's glory...sat out on the front porch with Tin Foil Hat in hand and checked out Mother Nature. It was very loud, bright and impressive. The Wind and Lightning took me by Suprize! Old' Lady kept talking about the sky blinking?!? Just chalked it up to the cigar box.
Was a show I will not forget...then the lectricity went out.
I'm thinking no problem it's dam near 2009, Shirley the lites be back on here ina minute.
Well, 4 hours later (2 hours after the storm had passed on), lites still not on. Getting hot now (figuratively as well). That's when I first reached for my knife.
'Bout 21:30 Viola...lites back on. Leroy and Leroyetta smiling and grinning. AC on as well!
Then the electricity went out again about an hour later. Cool, I'm thinking...final termination by the hi-line crew and it'll be rite back on. Nope, some idiot coincidently sheered off a 'telephone pole' and ended up in a ditch full of water with the lines on top of him. I think he's alrite now after a nite in the hospital and now resting uncomfortably in jail...
Well I learned rite then and there...alwaze have a battery operated AM/FM radio handy (pawned the generator)!
I'm actually checking out the 'crank' style radio now. Not to listen to the weather report - nooo that was not the problem. Hell, I could of uploaded
the weather report live and first hand (if had lectricity) certainly didn't need no Yankee weatherperson been living in Houston for two months tell me the weather all down up in here. It was all about no jams
. Like I was in the stone age all the sudden, beating on hollow logs...but I digress...
The end of the story?
When the lites were out Tonite I sat on the porch and 'listened' to the rolling thunder and rain. As soon as the rain slacked up, I could hear Mourning Doves cooing and the Blue Jays screeching and the song birds a singing. Then the frogs/ insects started up...heard a Harley ten miles away running thru the gears....and that long slow train whistle blowing twenty miles away... heading east I heard. Funny what you can hear when the world stops for a second.
Ya' bastids ya'!!!Zoid