Eseme's Den

It is so depressing driving anywhere. Nothing but branches, everywhere.

The power company has my admiration. Yesterday I called in the branches on the power line going to my house, and a crew was there at 8:00 AM today. This made me happy.

Then I looked around a bit more, and noticed that there is a line down in my backyard. It is one of the smaller lines, not all that noticable. I'm not sure if it was down earlier, or if the guy with a chainsaw in the tree cut down a branch which knocked the line loose from my house. Either way, I called the company again.

They can't turn on power with a line down. Sparks = fire. A frat house up the road caught fire last night from an unattended candle. I love my books. Fire is bad.

So still no idea on when power will be back. Sunday is the current "all fixed" date for the city. Cleanup of branches and damaged trees is done in some places, not others. My area has, no HAD, lots of lovely old trees. The college paper interviewed a town worked who said that they would obviously love to have the area cleaned up in a week, although this worker had heard that outside estimates on cleanup were more like three weeks.

On the plus side, it has warmed up some, and the thermostat said 55 this morning.