I had gone dancing at a neat little club in the city. It was the last time I would be going out on a Tuesday, and this was a fairly early club [about 8:30pm]. The place is more intimate than the copa, and with a soft wooden floor and good dancers.
The power was out when I returned. I don't mind losing power for 24 hours or so - it is even a little pleasant to light candles and enjoy the darkness. I noted that there was power next door, but I just went to bed, trusting in the powers of the electric company. That might not be wise. And the consequences of having no power are pretty clear!
When I awoke I went to the front door to get the financial times and 1/3rd of my 100 year old tree was on my front porch, taking a couple different power lines with it. Apparently, lots of trees had been falling in the area, and ConEd is fixing it tree by tree. I don't expect to have power until Sunday. It could be worse.
I could be Palestinian - no power and people telling me I didn't deserve it. I did get quoted in the local paper but, I hope people didn't take me seriously.
Wednesday night I saw my Unitarian colleage at a bar that hosts Irish music every Wednesday night. She'd lost power both in the church and at home. I can understand, of course, God punishing Unitarians, but Episcopalians? He really had it in for the local Catholics: their large boy's school lost an entire roof!