The dark ages

Around 11 a.m. the power went out from complications due to high winds, I assume.  Since electricity is generally considered a necessity of doing work I had to leave the apartment to seek refuge from the primeval ages that beset my North Atlanta home.

After a few hours killed at Starbucks I returned home to find the infestation of dark still creeping around my apartment.  Tonight I’m down in East Atlanta with my friend Scott.  Hopefully things will return to modernity tomorrow.