The storm hasn’t really been all it was cracked up to be here. But tis enough, twill serve—in other words, there’s a power outage where I live.
I’m sitting in a coffee shop right now, plugged into one of the last available outlets and guarding it mightily. I hope that by some time tonight my power will be restored, or at the latest by tomorrow, because the weather is supposed to turn rather nice. After all, this ain’t no ice storm: it’s August! Still summer! Miles to go before Labor Day is over!
Till then, let’s everybody sing along with those icons of my liberal/left youth, The Weavers:
[UPDATE: Power on!]