Along Trabuco and Yale and all the homes until Jeffrey in Irvine, CA, all the homes had experienced a massive blackout. It lasted for over an hour until the power came back.
Of course, this would all happen on one of my worst days. But I guess fate has a sense of humor.
Fate! You are my bitch lover!
But in any case, lights are back on, and I can say that I had one scary drive through the usually non-threatening streets of Irvine. It felt like Silent Hill when hell took over. I could only see a couple feet ahead of me as I drove in my car. The world was in monochromatic glory. It felt like a dense fog ate had consumed my world, and then the phone rang. My sister had called and told me she was out for a late night jog around the neighborhood. And then darkness took over. I bed she was much more scared for she was only armed with the little glow of her iPod whereas I was at least secure in my car. But I must admit, I immediately closed my moon-roof which was wide open at the time. And thankfully, I didn't have a convertible tonight...something I'll have to consider when I think about a vehicle and it's other "safety" values such as blackout fears.
We lit up candles, and almost gagged because they were all scented. I suppose I will remember to never purchase or give my sister scented candles as gifts.
Also, we located all out flashlights, cell phones, house phones, and various other little things we noticed that had light features and placed them on our kitchen table. We set up the candles so that each room was lit enough so that we wouldn't trip over anything in case of an emergency.
And then there was my shower. At first, I assumed that the hot water would not work so I only turned on the cold water. But as I got curious because I tend to doubt myself at times and turned the Hot knob a little ways. And voila! Hot water galore! I could not have been more thankful for hot water than that moment.
Oh, and note that I showered with one little scented candle by the sink, the glow of two cell phones of the bathroom window's ledge, and a toy plastic wine glass from Dave & Busters that glowed above the sliding glass door of the shower.
It made me appreciate electricity and how little I have control over it, but expect a lot from it.
I need to take a class to learn how to create electricity. Is there like a DYI book on this?
Thursday, June 21, 2007
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