Old Uncle Anvil, sitting in the dark again with his buddy, johnnie red. You blow and in my neck of CT, the power goes out.
Despite 50-60mph winds, had power until 6pm. Trees and power lines down all around, wind gusting big time.
Family together, old school, candles, fireplace.
Johnnie setting in, Tigers, Jets, "hello darkness my old friend"
Lol, the REO "riding the storm out"
With these thoughts, I must be ready to invent something, like the first gal I shagged, Holley of Holley carburators. Also, fiberglass skis