Beotch from da Burbs

A former Midtown Kinda Gal, I fell in love and moved to Westchester...go figure! So now, I'm a burb-y kinda kommuter beotch...well sorta...See, I ride a BMW motorcycle, am a jamband lovin’ musician, playing music with my friends (and my lover, James), all the while shuddering at the double dichotomy (and proliferation) of karaoke bars and pricey malls. Ehhh…at least the rent’s cheaper now.

1/19/2006

And I guess that was your accomplice in the woodchipper.

Shades of Fargo! Life has been well, busy for me - happy busy (oh jeezzz...now I'm sounding like some Asian shampoo commercial!) - but, busy, nonetheless. So, not only has my irratic daily (yeah...whatever...) blogging dwindled but, my book still takes up megabytes on my PC, with no newer updates. Ehhh...life is what it is - truly! K...there's this one thingy...

Doing my last personal prep work before I headed out the door for the day and with the toothbrush poking out of my mouth, I was just about ready to expell the anise flavored leavings when the lights flickered and then, went out. Darkness. And Silence. Which was broken in the next few seconds...

We had quite a day and night. Without electricity at our house at this point, I'd had very little sleep since the HUGE windstorm on Tuesday night/Wed morning...more like a shitstorm as it blew down a couple 100 year old + trees on either side of our house! Our neighbors car was crushed...totalled! And all the power lines were knocked out as the tree(s) dragged the lines down to the ground. The big 440 cable (main electric current from transformer to secondary lines) snapped off the ConEd pole and jumped across the pavement, hissing, spitting, arcing all over the place...and this all happened during that last few minutes before James and I walked out of our place, on our way to the train to get to work! NNN EEE WAYZZZ...long story, short, when we finally walked out, we were blocked in on either side by trees and arcing power cables! I'd thought the fucking house was on fire at first. Regardless, we had to wend our way around the dormant Fire Station (next door to us...not functional, used for storing old Fire Engines...and other stuff) to even get to the street!

And if that wasn't enough...when we got home that night, absolutely NOTHING had changed. Except for the command post/staging area which had been set-up in the Fire Station. The streets were blocked off - 4 ways - at the intersection and we had to walk under hazard tape to get to our back porch. Fortunately, our brand new SUV (we just bought not even two weeks ago!) was unharmed as was our house but, no electricity and the remnants of two trees still lay in the street...until around 10pm when the City street crew brought in a HUGE generator and set it up at the Fire House with GIGANTIC white lights, beaming into our place - it was like daytime! Okay, that wasn't so bad, hey, we needed some light and the generator, although noisy wasn't too bad (I pretended it was a giant air conditioner...white noise thingy) but, when they started with the giant power saws and mega-woodchipper around 2am, that took the cake! Oh yeah, and when did they stop? Oh, around 6am...turned off all the equipment (including the big, beaming lights) and went home. Oh, gee, thanks guys...uh, couldn't you have done this during the day when folks go to work as opposed to doing this shit in the middle of the night while we're trying to get some sleep in our cold-assz home(s)?

Life in the 'burbs...ya gotta love it!

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