Irene has come and gone, bringing with her simpler times riding sweetly on her breath: my town, which built their electric sub-station along a flowing river, is without any power for an indeterminate period of time. So, I find myself now in a local coffee shop, the next town over, a place called Drip in Madison. While the seductive lure of free wireless Internet was certainly appealing, I was mostly drawn to this location for its coffee offerings: Drip is the only coffee shop outside of Ithaca, New York, and more recently Williamsburg, Brooklyn, where I have found Gimme coffee. As I enjoy my large, iced Americano, with delicious espresso, I am able to check my messages, both personal and work.
Spending last night playing card and board games by candle light was quite pleasant; unfortunately, the world continues to spin and turn without you, sometimes, and not being connected can be a glorious yet grand inconvenience.
(image taken from The Young and Hungry)