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Too bright

The new super-duper anti-home-invasion infra-red satellite-equipped security system that i had installed right *after* we got robbed woke me up last night with its incessant beeping. I slipped right into panic mode, as I couldn't recall what I was supposed to do in the event that the system was breached. I slunk like a mongoose down the hallway, hugging the walls all the way, and peered at the control panel in the pitch dark--why can't they illuminate this thing? How am I supposed to tell through which sector I'm being invaded? I stopped peering and stood stock-still and listened with all my might. Nothing. I looked around me, took in the darkness, and wondered who put out all the lights, including my new multi-colored lights that hang in a festive fashion in the stairwell, providing a colorful yet muted disco ambience for your walk to the kitchen in in the middle of the night. I retreated to my bedroom and looked out the windows--black as your hat in all the homes on the street. And so, by the Mighty Powers of Em Deduction, plus the growing presence of large fire trucks filing down the street, I determined that power cable had snapped again, and when I looked out the front window, Lo! there it was, dangling dangerously close to the metal fire hydrant, again.

I plopped back down in my bed and checked my watch--1:30. Within 5 minutes the firemen had the place cordoned off to prevent accidental electrocution. And 5 minutes after that they had the most intensely bright lights set up outside my house to shed some light on the work at hand. In fact, I think they dragged in a dwarf red star to brighten up the night.    

Note to PSE+G: It's time to run new wire for those power cables that carry the 40,000 volts up and down the streets. 

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You 'plopped' in your bed?

*sniggers*

I'm sorry, did I mention I'm 7 years old? (mentally)

dag! and i meant for this post to quickly cover up the scatological essay below.

Yeah yeah...power cables...firemen...basement..

Sheesh! ;)

I'm a girl with obsessions, mr. wibble. :-)

that was funny>>
think they dragged in a dwarf red star to brighten up the night.

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