So, at roughly 3:27 EST (GMT -5.00), the Garret was surrounded on all sides by a raging tempest, the likes of which had hid the sun and left the sky a roiling black with a cavalry of clouds with rains slashing like sabres and rumbles of thunder.  Kaylee Neko hid beneath the futon.  And when she wasn't hiding, I was either carrying her through the apartment or wearing a real, live cat as a stool around my neck.  They squirm a little, just to let you know, when they're that frightened.  And at roughly 3:27 EST (GMT -5.00), the power went bzzzzzzt right while I was reading David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest (I have about 300 pages left of that 1200 page monstrosity.  Fabulous book, though).

Couldn't see to do anything.  So around 7ish, I went to Sheetz to get a sammich.  On my way back, I saw all sorts of fallen branches, though the greatest sight was a stop sign that had been uprooted from the ground.  Cool enough for you?  No?  Now, I wish I (a) wasn't driving and (b) had a digital camera so that I could have a taken a picture of said stop sign, because where it landed in the soil, the red octagon was in the ground and its metal pole was sticking straight up toward the clouds.  The stop sign did a backflip!

Oh, and there were a few broken-limbed trees in the parking area, and a few limbs that fell where I used to park the Deathtrap.  Too bad I couldn't have seen that Grey Bastard wrecked....  :-\

Upon seeing these things and finding that the power had returned after my jaunt to Sheetz, I thought the responsible thing, at 7:15 EST (GMT -5.00) would be to go to the nearest Internets and whine about it.  Then, I decided to quick on YouTube quickly first, and saw that there's this really corny show that has one season up on YouTube.  It's called Forever Knight.  It's about an 800-year-old vampire who wants to "atone for his sins" so he become a police detective in Toronto, Canuckland.  I'm not kidding.  I might post a video or something (along with a fuller description) while I'm at work tomorrow.  And I did my first-ever StalkerBook note today.  But for the mean time, I hope you all have dreams of backflipping stop signs.  I know I will.