Well. That was interesting...
Sep. 21st, 2003 12:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperAbout 10:02 this morning (yep, we know the exact time, as one of our clocks is electric) Northampton and apparently some of the surrounding area lost power for about an hour and a half. It's really surreal hearing all of the little fans and computers and things that quietly hum to themselves all at once go silent. We also figured out that we really need a non-cordless phone for these yummy little moments. We kept a close eye on the Caller ID in case my work or ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
birkwelch called, but nobody did.
After checking to make sure beatgrrl was okay, since her cpap runs off of electricity too, and in trying to figure out what was going onsundart and I met our neighbors across the street, a very nice couple with two little boys who apparently won't survive the apocalypse if it happens, as the female half of the couple was jokingly fretting about their inability to cook breakfast without electricity. I was all like "oh, electric stove?" and she was like "oh, no, it's gas, but the starters are electric" and I was all like "oh, hey that's no problem, you can still start them with a match" and she was like "oh yeah . . . but we haven't gotten the pancake batter done and the mixer's electric." *smacks forehead* Oh boy.
sundart and I passed the time organizing my drawer full of seven years worth of photographs (man we took a ton of pics sophomore year) for future inclusion in a photo album, and laughing at Mitzu who was peering out the window at the roofer and growling threateningly at him. Why why why were we blessed with such ridiculous kitties? We also heard a cubic ton of sirens roaring up and down Rt. 9 the entire time the power was out, making us wonder if something major had happened.
Two minutes after the house roared back to life the phone rings. It'sbirkwelch.
"Wow, boy. You've got timing..."
birkwelch called, but nobody did.After checking to make sure beatgrrl was okay, since her cpap runs off of electricity too, and in trying to figure out what was going on
sundart and I met our neighbors across the street, a very nice couple with two little boys who apparently won't survive the apocalypse if it happens, as the female half of the couple was jokingly fretting about their inability to cook breakfast without electricity. I was all like "oh, electric stove?" and she was like "oh, no, it's gas, but the starters are electric" and I was all like "oh, hey that's no problem, you can still start them with a match" and she was like "oh yeah . . . but we haven't gotten the pancake batter done and the mixer's electric." *smacks forehead* Oh boy.sundart and I passed the time organizing my drawer full of seven years worth of photographs (man we took a ton of pics sophomore year) for future inclusion in a photo album, and laughing at Mitzu who was peering out the window at the roofer and growling threateningly at him. Why why why were we blessed with such ridiculous kitties? We also heard a cubic ton of sirens roaring up and down Rt. 9 the entire time the power was out, making us wonder if something major had happened.Two minutes after the house roared back to life the phone rings. It's
birkwelch."Wow, boy. You've got timing..."
