Reliance

The number of things I do at work that rely solely on electricity was never so clear as it was today when for about an hour—poof—it was gone. Actually, it didn't poof... it sputtered, clunked, banged, and died in a magnificant spasm. In an extremely morbid way, it rather seemed to echo how anything must feel as it dies. Fighting against the darkness with such futility... though in those final throes, I'd like to think that it doesn't feel so futile. Funny how a little power outage can bring about such thoughts of human mortality and our place within the universe on a chilly October afternoon.

Speaking of places... I have a show to get to. And a sister's birthday party to visit on my way to the theater. No rest for the busy. None whatsoever.

Favorite phrase today: Mr. Potato Head. Why? It's how my boss refered to one of our clients today... I do love my job.