The Aftermath
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19Hurricane Irene struck the carribean and southern United States with thunder and fury last weekend, a storm with such stamina that it even made itself known up here in New England, something we don’t see very often. People flocked to shopping centers to stock up on batteries, bottled water, and candles as the storm approached, fearing the worst.
Irene arrived and a lot of us lost power and connection to the internet.
It was worse than anyone could have imagined.
Times like that there’s not much else to do but develop an attention span…a fate worse than death. I mean, what are we supposed to do when we CAN’T “haz cheezburger”? How are we to live without the life sustaining links on the redditz? What meaning is there in doing something that you can’t share on twitter?
There is none.
Hurricane Irene was not a terrible storm for New England, there was some property damage here and there, roads were difficult to get around on for a bit, and people nearly went bankrupt on buying every battery available. Score one for the battery manufacturers, right? Personally, my basement ended up flooding a bit, I thought about stocking my new lake with trout, but ended up watching my brother macguyver a water pump out of a shop vac, two cans of paint, a garden hose, and some water proof duct tape. It was something to behold. On top of the joy of a water filled basement, a rather large tree came crashing down in my yard and nearly crushed our not-quite-garage thing and destroyed a few rather sad looking pear trees that happened to be next to our driveway. Exciting stuff, I know.
Anyway, sorry for the missed comic on Tuesday, just wasn’t able to get one up in the devastating aftermath of the hurricane. There are still some people without power and internet throughout New England. I imagine those areas now sport post-apocalyptic motorcycle gangs, clad in leather and wielding chains.
Do they also have a Thunder-dome, I wonder?
There’s something gruesome about the idea of two men entering and only one man leaving; something gruesome that I imagine Rhode Islanders would flock to.
I mean, what else are you going to do when there’s no internet, right? Sit down and read a book? Don’t be ridiculous. Clearly the only option is to adopt a brutal blood sport that shreds all human dignity and notions of morality. Clearly.
Two men enter. One man leaves.
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Discussion (8) ¬
Wow, you have been without the internet for too long. Good to see you back and I am always patiently waiting for your posts, schedule be damned.
oh man do i know about Irene more than anyone else ;.; I’m a CAE for Comcast internet and phone customers in new England, all of new England and that’s all I’ve heard about in the past three days, the funniest were the people without power… expecting the battery backup in their phone modem to give them internet… for what? the length of time it takes their laptop to die? i don’t know.
You are the best! I have never seen a comic strip so funny and so well illustrated, besides the fact that I’m addicted to mythology. Congratulations from Portugal.
The first rule of secret Rhode Island Thunderdome is we don’t talk about secret Rhode Island Thunderdome. (Seriously though, it’s hidden below the Sam’s Club on RT. 2; that’s the real reason why they closed it down)
Can’t we just get… Beyond the Thunderdome
lovely as usual <3 that comic
No internet for over 36 hours???
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!