Tuesday, February 08, 2011
The uggathon continues
We can play ink blobs. What do you see in the lower center portion of the photo?
This is a fried box that once housed those two double breakers there. In case you missed it on FB, Sunday evening just as the Superbowl got going, the tenant from downstairs came up and said his electricity was out. We called for an emergency electrician, actually we called several and they all quoted similar amounts, basically $325 plus parts for an after hours call. Anyway, this box leads to another box with a breaker and that breaker was loose and replacing it seemed to fix the problem. Unfortunately, that breaker (a double hundred amp) was a sign of the trouble in the other. This we found out this morning when the tenant came up again with the news of another outage. After all is said and done, we're out $900. That's a week in Cuba dangit!
I was trying to remember if we had any electrical woes before and so I searched the blog. I ended up getting sucked in reading Feb 06 and saw how different my writing style was. How much better it was. That's because I was trying harder. At that time, I blogged every day religiously. Of course Sara was alive then and I got to cryin over her in one of the posts. Serge mocked me. "You have a dog!" he said in that stop-that kind of way.
Did you ever say "adoy" when someone did something stupid? I did. And after that came duh and doy. I still say duh to this day. You?
Last night Georgie went outside and was all hyper prancing around in the snow. I started throwing snowballs and he was crazily diving in and digging, frantically looking for the ball. Then he started doing this thing he does where he runs up to you and you try to grab him and he fake growls and darts back, then repeat until the hyperactive impulse reaches a zenith and he goes tearing off uncontrollably around the patio. The whole thing was so cute that I ran out there in my socks and bathrobe and played with him stomping around in the two feet of snow. It made me feel kid-like. I'm smiling as I type. Here's another time during the day of him chasing snowballs.