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OUTAGE

We had a power outage this morning; just before sun-up. It was cool. I got to use the new reporting system--your phone number tells them the location and all. The service rep tells all and is nice.

We also got to try out our CyberPower battery backups: beep beep. The computers stayed on; we put them on sleep until we figured the power'd be out a while then shut them down. It worked great. The cable modem is also plugged into the battery--it has 6 outlets so there was no rebooting when the power came back on. Good deal.

It is weird to be blacked out. One tries to be calm about it, but something elemental is amiss. I say to myself "look, if there were an earthquake or something, this is how it would be so get used to it". But this is not an earthquake. It is an outage because we got some rain in the desert and our utilities ain't always up to it. Another thing to say to myself "look at the people in Iraq, they don't have power all the time". Then I remind that they shoot at one another over it.

So, I relaxed, John was up by that time and the three of us had some half-light fun. Franklin can see pretty well, no matter what; but he got that there was something funny happening. As if the rain was not funny enough; sopping pees and poops, short walks. On came the lights, on with the show.

SEARCH ME

I used Yahoo's new search engine to get the picture of the keys in the piece below. They dumped Google this week and started up their own data base which uses a technique called SLURP. I love the name. AND I have been getting consistently better image selections from them (over Google and AllTheWeb). Just reporting. More will be revealed.

HAZY

'We' lost John's Jeep keys about a month ago. I had a hazy idea that I was responsible and I did look for them; but John was so sure that HE was the perp, I let it ride. They did not show up.

We went to Crystal Chrysler and got replacements. Franklin got a ride. I got to hang with him in the car lot and dream a bit about when and what we would get to replace the Jeep someday. No candidates now, but there is a new wagon coming out. We will not get another SUV> Truck body. Not safe enough. While we were in the lot Franklin drew a lot of admirers.

I digress. Probably, to draw attention away from me. See, I found the keys this morning. In my pants. The ones I wore when I borrowed John's keys to move the Jeep from the top of the hill down to the carport. The haze cleared as I reached in there and found them. It all came back. I saw me take them out of the shelf near the door where he keeps his stuff. I fessed up. I told John I had found the keys where he left them; in my pants. He didn't buy it. We laughed.