The worst thing about the power being out, is not knowing when it’s coming back on.  And it’s really boring.

The guy across the street had a tree blow down from the high winds yesterday.  That didn’t knock out my power, but apparently they had to cut power to fix it.

Sparky and I went to DEFCON 4.

For me, that means check the flashlights, get the propane light from the shed and the Aero Press coffee maker from the camper.

For Sparky, that means no snuffling around outside.  Take your dump, and we go back in.

It was out for three hours.  No big deal.