Aurora Basileius...

Some people hate it when the power goes out...i suppose it depends on the moment, but for the most part...i actually kinda like it. We're just into the 4th quarter of the Sooners vs. KState the other night and... fade to black...everything...gone. The Queen had been feverishly sewing on The Prosecutor's stocking, trying to beat her annual 4th or 5th deadline for this year, the Royals were wrasslin' in the floor, and i was stretched on the couch with one leg on the back, one leg on The General and...zzzzzZZZZZZzzzZZT ... feeble flash....zzzzzt...snuffed.

The Queen: AWWwwwwMAN! I'm getting SO CLOSE!

The Royals: Daddy? What...happened?

Me: Ssssweeet!

I guess i like it because of the quietness, you never realize just how much ambient electrical noise is flowing through your senses until there is none to do so. It always reminds me of the days when The Queen and I became such and our honeymoon in Colonial Williamsburg. There is such a beautiful quiescence there, while all manner of work is still being accomplished. The cooper still making barrels, the smith still heating and hammering, the printer still pressing, the tailor still sewing...all under the peaceful elegance of non-electric taciturn reticence. I loved it. Not that i HATE electricity...its certainly MOST convenient...it makes life SO MUCH easier...but a break from it on occasion is somewhat...rejuvenating for me.

But i have electricity junkies...and when times like these happen one should be prepared.

I had bought some light sticks the other night for camp, but we never got to use them, i thought..."Hey..." So i disappeared into the blackness for a few minutes and reappeared with the magical phosphorescent lumines that attract kids like night bugs around the street lamp. Then another light went off...oh this could be FUN...
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and people say you can only see phenomena like that in the North...