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On the way to work today, we saw one of the items that made the front page news this morning. A gigantic, four-sided metal billboard structure, cubic in shape, between 20 to 30 meters to a side, had been ripped off its foundations and had crushed a large bus atop a cloverleaf interchange. I haven't driven by there yet, but I hear there was a lot of damage near Guadalupe too, where it's just one mega-assembly of billboards after another. Many many such structures were totally destroyed yesterday.
Hopefully this'll put the fear of god into the advertising industry's mania for big-ass advertisements.
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Many of the trees that line the roads on my way to work had been uprooted.
In sadder news, yet another of our rabbits died yesterday during the height of the storm. We don't know why. Though their cages provide a decent amount of shelter, the moment I discovered the death, we brought in the other two.
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The power's still out at home, though I hear it came on for a few seconds in a nearby village. That's a hopeful thing. It means repair work is going on somewhere in the area. We ran out of water today, so if the electricity's back tomorrow morning, the timing will be perfect.
Fortunately we all came to work. As expected, the business part of town was the first place to get power back, after the areas with the water plants. So we all relaxed in the air conditioning and took showers right before driving home.
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One good thing about this whole thing is that I got to rest. I'd gotten about 2 hours of sleep out of 48 from September 26 to 27. I went to work on the 26th, went out at night to have dinner with a friend, went back to work, worked till midafternoon the next day, went to get fitted for clothes to wear to a big gig, went back to the office - finally took a two hour nap - then did a little more work. Then I drove off to a rehearsal, rehearsed till 11.30pm, went to another rehearsal that lasted till 2am, and finally got home at 3am. Finally crawled into bed just before 4, having set my alarm for 6.30am.
At 6am or so, my girlfriend texted, saying she wasn't going to work that day. Great, another couple of hours of sleep. At this point, the wind was howling bad. Woke up again at 8am to a phone call from the gig organizers. The event was postponed. Excellent! Now no reason not to sleep till whatever time. Woke up again a little later, intending to get ready to drive, but then the storm was in full force and overturning buses, dragging people out to sea and tearing out metal billboards by the roots.
So the rest of the day, I worked on hand technique, and finished off The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov and started in on Elizabeth Bear's Worldwired, both of which I can't recommend enough.
My favorite thing about the former is the argument between Yeshua and Pilate, and how the former says that the greatest sin of all is cowardice. Amen.
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When my PDA's battery started to die, I read a Banana Yoshimoto book by candlelight.
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Hopefully this'll put the fear of god into the advertising industry's mania for big-ass advertisements.
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Many of the trees that line the roads on my way to work had been uprooted.
In sadder news, yet another of our rabbits died yesterday during the height of the storm. We don't know why. Though their cages provide a decent amount of shelter, the moment I discovered the death, we brought in the other two.
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The power's still out at home, though I hear it came on for a few seconds in a nearby village. That's a hopeful thing. It means repair work is going on somewhere in the area. We ran out of water today, so if the electricity's back tomorrow morning, the timing will be perfect.
Fortunately we all came to work. As expected, the business part of town was the first place to get power back, after the areas with the water plants. So we all relaxed in the air conditioning and took showers right before driving home.
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One good thing about this whole thing is that I got to rest. I'd gotten about 2 hours of sleep out of 48 from September 26 to 27. I went to work on the 26th, went out at night to have dinner with a friend, went back to work, worked till midafternoon the next day, went to get fitted for clothes to wear to a big gig, went back to the office - finally took a two hour nap - then did a little more work. Then I drove off to a rehearsal, rehearsed till 11.30pm, went to another rehearsal that lasted till 2am, and finally got home at 3am. Finally crawled into bed just before 4, having set my alarm for 6.30am.
At 6am or so, my girlfriend texted, saying she wasn't going to work that day. Great, another couple of hours of sleep. At this point, the wind was howling bad. Woke up again at 8am to a phone call from the gig organizers. The event was postponed. Excellent! Now no reason not to sleep till whatever time. Woke up again a little later, intending to get ready to drive, but then the storm was in full force and overturning buses, dragging people out to sea and tearing out metal billboards by the roots.
So the rest of the day, I worked on hand technique, and finished off The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov and started in on Elizabeth Bear's Worldwired, both of which I can't recommend enough.
My favorite thing about the former is the argument between Yeshua and Pilate, and how the former says that the greatest sin of all is cowardice. Amen.
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When my PDA's battery started to die, I read a Banana Yoshimoto book by candlelight.
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