January 24, 2005
that was fun
My power went off around 4:00 this morning. I knew when it happened because I have a VCR that always wakes me up going "beep-beep-beep" three times whenever its electrical aorta is severed. The damn thing sounds like an alarm clock and it still jolts me from a sound sleep.
No big deal, I thought. I was warm under the covers and the sky was dark outside. I rolled over and went back to sleep. I was confident that linesmen for Savannah Electric and Power would take care of the problem.
They did, too. AT 1:30 THIS AFTERNOON!!! Holy Bejus! I've experienced shorter power outages during tropical storms. And I've NEVER been without power this long with the outside temperature at 18 degrees this morning, on its way to a high of 40. That's freaking COLD for Southeast Georgia and I have electric heat.
By 10:00 this morning, the Crackerbox had become an icebox. The cold water pipe froze in my kitchen sink. I think it was warmer in my refrigerator than it was in my living room. I tried to play one of my guitars and my fingers were too numb to feel the strings. I wanted to take a shower, but I had no hot water. It was no fun at all.
I finally saw the SEPCO guy around 1:00 as he was using his extending insulated rod to flip stingers back on the poles in my neighborhood. I asked him what the hell happened and said ICE did it. (I don't understand how--- it was cold, but we had no rain and the humidity was low last night.) A main supply line broke in several places and they had to put it together one piece at a time and then reset all the tripped stingers.
"Just took us a while, that's all," he said.
Better late than never, I suppose. But I froze my ass off this morning.
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