Day 10: Sunday morning dawned dark and dreary although the sun was bright and the air cool. All was quiet outside and then a platoon on AmerenUE trucks rumbled through the neighboohood. From the back yard I heard the familiar beep, beep, beep, backup alarm of a cherry picker truck. YAY. Not able to watch my usual "Meet the dePressed," "Face the Nation," or, "This Week with George Snuffalupigus." I took my coffee (thank goodness we have a gas stove) and camera out on the back patio and watched the show unfolding outside. The crew cussed a lot at the dog crap in the neighbor's yard, and one hit his finger with a hammer and cussed a lot, but they got it fixed. AmerenUE gets so much crap in the press, some of it maybe deserved, but I'll let other bloggers take care of the AmerenUE bashing. I'll just say that once the crew got to our neighborhood it really didn't take that long -- considering the damage -- to get us lit up again. Thank you, guys, for hooking us up!
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