Houston Transformer Explosion
Yesterday afternoon, a transformer exploded near the office. I don't think that it was because I prayed repeatedly to go home after lunch. I mean, seriously, this has never worked before. But yesterday prayers were answered, we were evacuated, due to a lack of electricity. And I was just returning from lunch, thus in the parking garage. So I was spared the 23 flights of stairs to freedom. I thought of blogging upon my arrival home in the middle of the day! Woo hoo! But decided that reruns of Northern Exposure sounded a wee bit more exciting. That and an afternoon nap. I mean seriously how amazing is that? Prayers being answered, I tell you.
Now in hindsight, I hope that it was someone else's prayers that were being answered. Because I can think of at least 10 other prayers that I would rather have answered. Even the rather generic raining vodka would have been better.
And as for the picture - I searched for photos of the transformer explosion, but this seemed so much more fun. Don't you just love giant transformers?
Labels: Houston, Strange little fishy
1 Comments:
Yay for answered prayers and naps and watching old tv series with mooses in them.
Transformers:
i recently learned the intricacies of playing with them
and i told G.
THEY ARE FUN.
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