Alone... In the Dark...

My area finally had a good dose of rain last night, but the coming storm knocked out power twice last night. I broke out my lantern that I bought after the big wind storm a couple of years ago. It lights up the room pretty well, but left me little to do.

So I wrote a bit of the last installment for the comic book. I know my ancestors wrote by candle light (well, those that could write that is), but the historical feel of doing it this way is not fun. Still, I got a lot done I think. After an hour or so, the power came back on. Then as I was getting ready for bed and watching the new "South Park," the power shut off again! So I went to sleep, only to have everything kick back on at 1 AM (it was hard to tell what I'd turn on and off after the power went).

I had another odd dream. I dreamt my hair was growing long. Not just longish, as in needed-a-haircut-long, but we're talking trashy-romance-novel-coverman-long. I was looking in my mirror to see this thick mane growing longer by the second and my beard disappearing to the chin-fur only. Very odd to me as I felt I looked ridiculous. In real life, my hair would never grow that straight, but boy it could really move in the dream.

L'Oreal ... cause I'm worth it...