So there I was at the personal confuser when outside became ominously dark. While nothing near a TEOTWAWKI situation, it looks like I'm going to be experiencing a little shake, rattle and roll courtesy of old Mother Nature. On the plus side at least this time God and the angels were nice enough to have their game of bowling during the day and not roust me form a sound sleep.
Well the thunder boomers are moving in so it's time to disconnect the personal confuser and the other dainty electronics from the power grid. Why? Because it is a real chore to get the insurance company to cough up cash to replace things that were destroyed due to a lightning strike.
From up here North of Disorder, over and out.