Some have noticed a dearth of new posts of late. Unfortunately, the flow has ebbed at Simple Justice World Headquarters following Hurricane Irene. While no damages was suffered, aside from a few trees down, including a huge old Locust over the chicken coop (which manages to miss the coop entirely), everything is fine. Even the birdhouse remained unscathed.
However, the same cannot be said for the magical forces that make modern life hum. Without power, telephone and internet, it’s quiet around the place. Given my work schedule, up at dawn and asleep at sunset, there lack of light isn’t really a big problem. I subscribe to Joseph Lucas’ admonition, “a gentlemen doesn’t motor after dark.”
It took a few days before there was any electricity to be had in the surrounding environs. The Starbucks were dead. The libraries shuttered. Even the cell service is dead, as they aren’t getting any more power than anyone else. Yes, that means your iPad won’t save you, though some hipsters walk around and pretend that they’re still getting service to justify the debt.
I remember the old days, before the internet gods controlled our lives. I’ve returned to those quiet, pastoral ways. It’s nice, like living on the frontier. The absence of hot water adds to the allure.
Having found a working connection and outlet, it only seemed right to let anyone who cares know that I’m alive and well. Actually, better than well. Well rested. This won’t last forever so, I plan to enjoy it as long as I can. Having take a quick look at how much has happened in the past few day, I’m inclined to delete all non-client emails and wipe my RSS feeder clean. It’s a bit overwhelming.
Hope everyone else is safe and well, and that others caught in the power company’s clutches survive. I’ve had a ton of posts I wanted to write, and perhaps they will still be relevant by the time I get back. But I’m sure that you’ve found plenty of other stuff to keep you busy in the blawgosphere and are doing just fine without me.
So I’ll be back soon enough, perhaps even tomorrow. LIPA promises, but they are not exactly the most reliable bunch when it comes to doing stuff relating to electricity. They are excellent at billing, however. Then, you can go back to whining that I post too often and am such a big meanie.
And the KitchenAid refrigerator still isn’t keeping things cold. Go figure.
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Sir, glad to hear that everyone is safe and sound at the Greenfield compound.
While you are waiting for the power to come back on, I thought I’d alert you to some historical events that you may not be aware of.
Hell has frozen over. It looks like they (Third Circuit) agree with Greenfield regarding it not being against the law to film public servants in public. And, eyewitness identification is being taking seriously in New Jersey. Gaddafi is still on the run. Attorneys/Lawyers still run it. Earthworms can be raised for chickens & fishing in a KitchenAid Refrigerator that’s laid on its back and filled with compost, soil & coffee grinds.
Hope this fix helps. Thanks.
No hurricanes on the Gulf Coast yet this year, but it has hit 100 degrees everyday for the last several weeks. However, I am fairly oblivious to extreme weather. In Albany, several years ago, we had a couple weeks where the temperature never exceeded Zero Fahrenheit. No matter where I live, I get asked, “You bike to work in this weather?”
You and everyone you love or like are safe. And World Hqtrs. too. Good news.
Good news about the locust. Locusts are junk trees anyhow, that I know. I have a few and they refuse to die.
Across the way in CT the power came on yesterday. Enjoy the quiet.
Locust makes great firewood, at least in a wood stove. It will do a great job keeping you warm in the winter when the next big blizzard or ice storm knocks out the power; and cutting and splitting it up will warm you another time, too.
Happy you and the family are ok, Scott. Also happy we can’t smell you from here (yet). 🙂
You bike to work?
About 100 years ago, someone had a brilliant idea to plant locusts everywhere around here. They line the streets, the property lines, allees, everywhere. And now they’re huge and all coming down. Yay.
They last 100 years? Geez. Irene did something right by you. A generation ago the political hacks in my home city who can’t do anything right had locusts planted to replace 100s of magnificent elms killed off in the blight. Even on the parkways. What a comedown. So to speak. They look ridiculous.
A few days ago I was out with friends at a restaurant and the waitress in that faux-friendly style management sometimes goes for introduced herself as Irene. So we went wild with it saying again and again Thank you Hurricane Irene! Food is great Hurricane Irene! She said she’d been getting that a lot.
Everyday. There were a few times in Albany that the streets had not been adequately plowed, but the heat of Houston is no impediment. I keep four suits at the office and bring clean shirts, socks, and underwear every day.