The prompt removal of a snapped in half, alley-blocking pine tree by an across the alley neighbor allowed me to go to work the next day, and, singing Bruce Springsteen's My City In Ruins while driving a complicated maze of a constantly blocked, alternate routes, I was keen to hear what all the media venues had to say about our devastation.
Not much, it turns out. Locally it was a story, but nothing that altered regular programming. I heard not a word about it on my drive as it fell between official news times. Nationally, well, if you don't live in these cities you probably didn't hear much of anything about this. But here, I believe, is what should have been the national headlines to announce this story:
The subtitle of that headline brings me to the mundane, informational and alleged point of this blog post. I have no internet. And whether it comes back in a day or two or a week or more is not entirely clear yet. I am currently having to post on the fly here, at work, on lunch. This makes it hard to polish things up all shiny, the way you deserve, and blog post publication could get a bit choppier than usual in the next week. If all this does happen, I think things will even out soon enough if we hang in there. We'll all get through this together!
Those trees, though, are dead forever.