Going without electricity in Florida can be a miserable affair. You sweat non-stop. You sleep fitfully at best, waking up in pools of your own body fluid. You open the windows to get some air movement, only to have the sounds of the storm keep you awake.

Our power was out from 3pm yesterday to 3pm today thanks to that bitch Debby. (We call our storms on a first-name basis here.) Thankfully we were able to move our Monday night game to someone else's house on short notice, but there was nothing to do but lay in bed once we returned. We talked about going out for ice cream at midnight, but I couldn't eat any, and it just felt like delaying the inevitable.

I'm glad that we bought a new freezer a few weeks ago. The food in there could stay cold for days. The food in the fridge, well...


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Lori Lancaster | June 27, 2012
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Scott Hardie | June 27, 2012
Good idea! I hadn't thought of that.


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