When we woke up, it was darker than a black hole wearing sunglasses! It was darker than the inside of a cat! I half expected to bump into my own coffee mug and have to negotiate a peace treaty with my slippers!
There is no power again. We are getting used to going outside in the early morning, collecting wood from the neighbor’s house, starting a fire, and having coffee.
The generator and I are having quite a love affair! I open the gascock and put his rope in, and he purrs like a kitten! Hundreds of killy-wobbles support the generator through the lines, making the refrigerators hum like a beehive.
Go, baby, go!
We fixed breakfast for Jeff and brought it to him; we joined him in getting our own! We took his battery backup, which was at zero, and plugged it into our generator, and within three hours, it was fully charged.
More bad news about the fires, and I thought this appropriate. Newscum and his whack environmentalists save a useless fish, do not clean up the forests, defund the police and firefighters, and push DEI and other liberal crap on us… this is what you get!
Ready for this…According to the report, homelessness funding was larger than the LAFD budget for the second year in a row.
This idiot should be horsewhipped!
The power finally returned around 2:00 p.m. We cleaned up all the cables, moved the generator out of the way, reset the clocks, and sat to watch a new American Primeval series. The series examines the fight to gain control of the American West and the sometimes violent clash between religion and culture in Utah Territory.
We crashed early.
