Wow, I've seen some funky buffalo storms in my time, but this one might just take the cake. It was hard to get an idea as to how wide spread the fun was till later.

I was trapped at work until 7:30 on Thursday and got to drive home in the midst of it. All the traffic lights on Michigan were down, yet there were still people standing in the middle of the friggin street staring into traffic as if that would make the bus get there faster. IT DOESN"T!!!!

As I came up Michigan, the traffic light at Main was working, so was the Linwood, so was the Delaware, so far so good. I have off street parking and I got out of my car to have the garage lights go out. This is where I'm thinking God was fucking with me. They came back on till I got into my courtyard. Got to my door, lights off. Half way up the stairs, on, my own door, off, On long enough for dinner then gone for two days. It was light it was dark It was light it was dark -- as the old joke goes.

Two days of monastical bliss. Yes, you can be alone with your thoughts too long. I'll post the handwritten journals later, but it was a little bit of disconnect. The kids were safely enscounced with my former in-laws. I steered clear Friday to give the ex some breathing room to help her think. Swooped in Saturday to get caught up. After departing them, I drove out to my parents place in Clarence to inspect. My folks just got back into town today after a week away. It was a mind blower because you only then got a sense of how extensive all this was. Last time, I saw lines at Eastern Hills Mall like that were back in the day that you got your concert tickets there.

Nirvana was found by the fully functional Anchor Bar. A couple of pints and chicken parts later I headed back to the apartment to see the traffic light at Lexington and Delaware suddenly click on, then the adjacent apartment building turn on, then mine - Yahtzee!!

No cable, I could deal. More later and back fully online soon