Power out
Last night the power went out while I was cooking dinner. We were supposed to be having chicken parmesan, but I couldn’t heat the sauce or make the pasta. The chicken was mostly done, so I finished it on residual heat and we just had chicken. Unfortunately, Denny’s was a little underdone in the thicker part. Oops.
The power came back about half an hour later. I’d like to send a special thanks to the anonymous neighbor with an unprotected network that allowed me to find MidAmerican Energy’s phone number on my laptop (and some other, less productive sites that I surfed while waiting for the power, and thus our network, to come back). The outage was only on one side of the street; I heard a bang from the generally back-yardish area, so a transformer must have blown over there.
It was reasonably exciting. Denny was going to mow the lawn, but he couldn’t get the garage door open (or at least wasn’t sufficiently motivated to find the manual override).
I was just driving in your neighborhood at noon today (had to take the long way back to the house to avoid a funeral procession on Muscatine) and was struck again by what a nice street you live on. The trees are really great, except for when they enable squirrels to climb onto transformers. Too bad the traffic is as high as it is…. I guess it’s not so bad compared to First Ave.