While I was out of the building, one of our transformers was hit by a truck.
So tonight, The Asylum is operating on some sort of reduced-power mode.
My apartment still has electricity. At least for now.
I charged all my devices and power banks.
And filled my travel mug with hot coffee. Just in case.
Wine tasting proceeded as scheduled.
Dinner was advertised as “limited.”
I passed on dinner and had soup and an apple in the comfort of the Old Bat’s Cave.
We are down to two elevators.
A good evening to stay put with a book.
Meanwhile, more from Pittsburgh.
