So, last night I was just settling in to watch the NCAA Championship game when I heard my neighbor leaving…Vincent always runs to the door when he is out there, I believe that he is now as fascinated as I am. About 2 minutes after he left, the power went out. Of course, I instantly blamed him. I waited about 5 minutes, and then decided to head out to investigate. I determined that it was only two buildings that I could see that were without power…which further supports the idea that “The Pirate” had finally blown something in there. Long story short: it came on twice for a few minutes before it returned for good at 11:05. When it went off after each short interval, it literally went off with a “bang”. There was a loud popping sound that scared the hell out of me each time. The box that the power guys were working on was right beneath my balcony. I asked them what the loud sound was and they said, “That’s just us blowing fuses”. Ok. Fine, I guess. I wanted to have them come check the neighbor’s electricity setup…but never dared.
The real tragedy of the night = 4 hours of no “cooked” dinner, TV, Wow or even reading. Yes, I know I can read by candlelight…but the book I am reading now is scary and that is the last thing you want to be reading when your power is out. I could have left at any point in the night…but I was convinced that they were going to somehow trace the whole problem back to my neighbor…and I wanted to be there when they did. I found a good substitute for TV to be staring out your window while eating chex mix. Almost didn’t even notice anything was different until it got dark. Then, I once again discovered the beautiful majesty of the Gameboy. What would I be without that gameboy? Tetris, Dr. Mario, Risk and Mappy…they got me through the long, long night. Meanwhile, it appears my neighbor may have gotten away with it this time…
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