Yesterday, crazy strong winds struck most of LA,  tossing about kale salad containers and palm tree fronds and lawn chairs and people who had not eaten in days. Our power went out for most of the day / night. My first reaction: THE HOLIDAY INN. But Morrison was rightfully stoked, as he is definitely built for this sort of thing / mild survivalism. He busted out his head lamp and emergency candles, and  we dined on prairie stew and a calming silence that ripped us back a hundred fifty years. If things ever get cray, be it zombie or earthquake or Armageddon, I will definitely be throwing my credit card at perpetrators, trying to find a working outlet so that I can dry my bangs, but he will be scheming, protecting, finding food.

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