The Nights The Lights Went Out In La Crosse

Friday night the apartment was empty except for me and Turtledove, our cat. I was watching House and doing whatever on the computer when the power suddenly dies. I went out on the porch to see if it was just my house, but the street seemed quite a bit darker than usual so I went outside to check it out. Sure enough all the neighboring places were in the same state as I was, with everyone stumbling outside with flashlights checking to see if it was just them. In fact everyone I talked to said the same thing: "We thought it was just us!"

I have to admit, though, this is what went through my mind as I went downstairs with my cell phone light to guide me: How cool would it be if this was something like Cloverfield? And that's when I realized that action movies have completely ruined my sense of self-preservation and reality, because I found that I was actually a little disappointed not to see things flying through the sky and mass chaos outside. It also explains why every time I'm in an elevator, I wonder if there really is an escape hatch up there.

But as it turns out it was just a small problem, although it knocked the power out for over 2000 people for about an hour. As it turns out, my street was the border--my side was dark, the other had power. So I went to Merril's place. They were on the light side.

That just about sums up the excitement of the past month I haven't been blogging. Alas, life is not like the movies. There was not a monster attack on the city. My programming assignments will not be useful in decrpyting terrorist messages. And even though we've had more snowfall than I can remember getting in the past decade, we're still not even close to Day After Tomorrow levels.

Okay, so I'm not -really- upset about any of these things. But I would definitely have more interesing things to tell you about, the Internet.