You know the holyshit season started in Western Washington when we get our first power outage in October.

Happy crollowxmas! And a marry everything else having to do with the cold winter ahead! You too honeykah and Festibus. Festibus is for the rest of us…but don’t lick your aluminum poles right out of the truck or you’ll have to scrape your tongue off. That’s a very important teaching from the book of Mormon. For the jehuvas, just think of this as a very cold Tuesday morning with nothing to celebrate and just so many doors to knock on!

…all I want for Christmas!!.. Take it away Maraya!

  • sunbrrnslapper@lemmy.world
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    10 days ago

    I live out in that big red blob and our power was out for like 5 hours, which wasn’t bad. There were a couple of downed trees, which made it difficult to get around. It is windy here every year. People who didn’t grow up here (like 75% of residents) seem shocked every October.

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      Yup. I gotta prop up the apple tree again lol. I have an Apple tree that grew up with a broken trunk so each big wind I prop it right back up. One day I will be selling it as a special kind of bonsai.

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    9 days ago

    Sitting at the library charging our phones while our food spoils. But looks like we’ll be getting power back soon.

    We were just done watching the most oldest and boring-est probably 70’s or 80’s movie with one of the cast members of Law & Order when we suddenly heard a big loud boom. It was like a canon had gone off at the neighbors or something. Then the power went out.

    So there I was in the living room ready to fight for my country and kick some ruzzian invader ass. Pzzt! Everybody quiet! If we’re being invaded we want to be survivors. I run to the basement to grab a steel bar and a rechargeable “rigid” lamp. The kids are up. I start hearing footsteps and all sorts of laughter and bouncing on the second floor. So I return to the living room to find everyone making noise. I tell them to keep quiet until we know what happened. My wife comes out of the the kitchen with like 4 lit candels ready to burn down the house and basically a dancing beacon telling the ruzzians “hey come get us!”.

    OM freaking G!!! Next time I’m getting the fuch out of the house to wait for the ruzzians. Yeah it was just a power outage, but ruzzians! It could be ruzzians next time and I’ll be ready. With a big steel pipe.