wind powered wooden walking “beats”. Nifty

Brian Eno Spins. Chuckle.

And I finally got off my ass and joined the EFF.

The power is back on. Off since around midnight. Yay.

Bad thing about being a non-smoking unromantic jaded type. I had
one small candle only vague ideas of where a lighter or match might
be. The good thing is flashlights in almost every room.

It’s snowing. And raining. And sleeting. etc.

Abandoned the work place as well.

The biggest one so far…

Killed a pen or two on this one.