Several episodes in my life today have appeared to me as movie trailers where I've too often said, Yes, I'd like to see that. So it was with the long cord that I saw on the floor and envisioned myself tripping over, and with the hot coffee I envisioned spilling on the important electronics.
It's been over 2 years since I posted here, and in the spirit of my "Reforms of 2011" Act, in which I pledged to mail all birthday cards before the actual birthdays (and even possibly to arrive before the actual birthdays), I will start Rummaging again periodically.
Starting slow, I will reflect this morning on Hurricane Irene and my preparations.
Preparations involved making sure I had
a flashlight and charged-up technologies
marshmallows (In the case of power loss, these supply warm and nourishing food while conserving the power of candlelight.)
This morning, it looks like spring. Cities always seem to weather storms better than the more distant and rural parts. So perhaps Hurricane Irene was mostly a lovely excuse for a day without purpose, requirements, or accomplishment. These days are all too rare.