Lights go down
The power went out @ precisely 2am. I don’t know who to call and I am too tired for phone calls. ConEdison comes to mind but they must be busy peoples. The power outlet smelled like a crematorium. That can’t be good. I unplugged most things. The A/C outlets still work and that’s real handy since it’s 50° outside. I need to get an office. Or a job. Or a life. I can’t work like this any more. I met a 60 year old last week who recognized my situation. He lived it for 11 years. He was interested and enthused and he ended the chat by pointing his finger into my throat and saying “I finally had to get a job.” Now he shovels content and code into a company’s web site.
