March 6, 2013
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Flickering
I love my little brother. He had a snow day today and I’m here. I’m here because the power at my house went out around midnight last night.
I was staring at my bed (practically in the dark) and thinking, ‘Yeah, I can do this. This could be fun….wrapped in my blankets as my only defense against the cold, in a bleak house without power.’ About two seconds of contemplation later I realized: ‘NOPE. Going to my parents.’
So I drove on highways 25 mph home to my house. Even 25 mph was fast and my car started losing control. I don’t know why I was trying to push it. So I went 20 mph but it was ok because I was listening to Sufjan.
When I got home my dad opened the door(even though it was almost 1 AM) before I even got to it. Here is the conversation that happened as I came in, put my laundry basket down, and got a drink ready.
Dad: Why are you here?
Philip: Power’s out.
Dad: No it’s not.
Philip: …..not here, dad.
Dad: Oh. Why is it out?
Philip: Dad…..it’s because of the snowstorm.
Dad: I don’t see why that should matter.
Philip: Dad, it’s a huge freaking snowstorm. Storms knock out power.
Dad: All those times we were in Buffalo and there were snowstorms the power stayed on. Where are you coming from?
Philip: ….my house.
Dad: Oh, I didn’t know.
Philip: Where would I be coming from?
Dad: I don’t know. I thought you might have been on High Street and then decided to come home when the power went out.
(I drink my drink. Time goes by.)
Philip: I wonder if Paul will have school.
Dad: Why?
Philip: We’re going to go through this again?
Dad: It’s just a little snow. I don’t see why everyone is making such a big deal out of it.
Chesterton said chess players go mad, not poets. My dad stays up late playing chess online.
He also grew up in Buffalo. That’s probably another part of it.
Comments (3)
Funny, Buffalo got barely a flake of snow this time around.
Hehehe.
I like this