While walking out of Saica last night (with netmouse, flinx, alex, jeff and sarah), we were treated to a transformer explosion across the street. Huge boom, loss of power, and giant sparks of green and blue celebrated the move of flinx into his new home.
This morning, I found my doors sealed shut, my wipers immobile, and ice on the inside of my windshield. I imagine the temperature dropped like a rock shortly after midnight.
I’ve been making an effort to eat healthier things at home rather than stop for fast food. In a highly unusual move, I made pancakes, eggs and toast for myself this morning, as well as a sandwich for lunch.