January 09, 2004

Just as the mouthpiece began to adhere to my stiff, blue lips, the lights came back on. Good thing, too...after I knew there would be heat in the house again, I took a stroll out on the deck, which crack!ed alarmingly as the moisture in the boards shattered under my feet. It is alarmingly chilly outside. Even the moon looks frozen.

Quite an adventure! Reminds me of the time me and Jack were stuck up in that cabin in Canada, just below the Arctic Circle...Jack went outside to take a leak and I had to rescue him when he froze himself to a tree. Those were the days...

At any rate, I'm once again typing on a full-size keyboard on a fully-powered PC, and the handy little battery-powered blogging device reclines happily in its cradle, lounging and soaking up juice for its battery.

But still...I will keep the candles handy...and the beef jerky...and the shotgun...no telling when this village will become a frontier of survival...the tooth-against-tooth struggle for fuel and firewood...former neigbors coming to steal the wood of my deck to heat their frozen bodies...breaking into my shed looking for gasoline...back off, man! Keep back! I'll use this gun, swear to god! Stay away from my jerky! Buncha savages...it's all a thin veneer, oh yes, we knows that...when it comes down to them or me, man, they better watch out...I'm gonna eat those cats, nobody else...just you wait...