Fourth night without power/heat/hot water. We were gonna have a luxe place to ourselves in the city to crash tonight, but now it seems our friends might not be going to their other place upstate because they can't get gas. (Obama's fault. More on that later.) I'd have frozen to death by now without Larry, who despite being the brattiest cat I have ever owned has surprisingly risen to the occasion, sleeping on my chest and saving me from involuntary cryogenic preservation. I'm certain his motives were purely selfless ...
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Poor thing! Best wishes for a speedy return of power. Think of it like camping without the fire...
Are your ears still intact?
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