Notes from a blackout

Well, we just entered Day 4 of having no electricity at the Talk Wordy to Me homestead, thanks to Sunday's Hurricane Ike windstorm. I won't bore you all with details of how we've been entertaining ourselves (mostly reading). But how about some statistics and lists? Items left in fridge after cleaning out all meat, dairy and anything that says "refrigerate after opening":

  • 1 2-ounce bottle of Tabasco sauce.
  • 1 12-ounce bottle of Seagram's Strawberry Daiquiri-flavored malt beverage.
  • 10 thawed freeze pops. (the colored liquid in a long plastic tube. Delicious frozen. Thawed, not so much.)

Cans of food bought after power came back at grocery store yesterday:

  • 2 cans Chef Boyardee beef ravioli. (1 already eaten.)
  • 2 cans SpaghettiOs with meatballs. (Meatballs = protein.)
  • 1 can Dinty Moore beef stew. (For extreme hunger situations only.)
  • 3 cans Campbell Select soup. (Select means it's classy. Oh, and 1 already eaten.)

Other statistics:

  • Number of hours I came into work early today so I could have air conditioning and Internet access: 2.
  • Number of days the power company is now saying it will take to restore all power: 10-14.
  • Books read since blackout began: 1 1/2.
  • Number of times I've used the phone book: 1.
  • Number of times I've called 411 because the freaking phone book doesn't have the number I wanted: 1.
  • Number of movie theaters called that do not have power: 2.
  • Number of theaters called that do have power but aren't showing any movies we wanted to see: 1.
  • Number of times I've thought, oh, let's look that up online, then remembered the blackout: 712.
  • Number of times I've thought I should see if anything's on TV because I'm bored, then remembered the blackout: 2,488.
  • Number of times I've walked into a room, flipped a light switch, remembered the blackout, muttered impolite things under my breath, then turned the switch back off: 4,058 bajillion. Give or take.

Anyway, we're fine otherwise. We still have hot water and can cook on our stovetop (thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster for natural gas), so we're in better shape than a lot of people.