The Day After

I met a gentleman at the bus stop today who was such a grouchy old man that he could have been a sitcom character. He wore a New York Yankees jacket and hat (which in Massachusetts boarders on heresy) and passed the time complaining about the stupidity of college kids. There was a lot of "when I was that age" and melodramatic horror stories about working at a liquor store in the 80's. How old do I look that I am a potential companion to crotchitiness?

Thanks to everyone for checking on me this weekend, I like it that there are people out there who would notice if I disappeared. 40% of the town has power today and the college is open (no classes yesterday). It's getting pretty chilly at night (high 20's) but the shelter opens tonight and I might check in for the evening. I've discovered that while I can deal with extreme cold my electronics cannot. I grew up in a house heated by wood and constantly in a state of sweltering heat or freezing cold. My mother and I were talking yesterday about when I was a kid and we use to take the toothpaste to bed with us so it would be thawed when we brushed our teeth in the morning. One thing I can say for my folks is that they taught us to live through anything.

Good luck to all you New Englanders who are still digging out.