Natural disasters are fun!

There was a blackout the day before yesterday. Sure, it lasted only for 15 minutes or so, but I didn’t know that when the power went out. Two thoughts went through my head when everything went dark (except for the lamps in the office complex on the other side of the street for some odd reason, which rather confused me and had me thinking it was a burnt fuse for a while) and I saw the last led on my computer fade out. 1) I wish I didn’t keep my laptop battery in the refrigerator, since then it (the computer, not the battery) wouldn’t actually have died (thankfully enough I didn’t lose any valuable data), and 2) Yay! Blackout! Fun!

You see, whenever something out of the ordinary happens, I almost always think it’s very fun, and see it as a sort of challenge. For example, in the case of the blackout, my mind went something like this: Oooh, cool, now I have to make do without any electricity for who knows how long! I’ll just go down and make sure it isn’t a fuse, and then I’ll sit down and play on the DS for a while. If power isn’t back once I’m hungry I’ll just have to figure something out then. Like eating bread (truly challening, indeed). And showering ought to be an interesting experience, completely in the dark.

Typically enough, I didn’t even have time to boot up the DS, because just as I was heading for the sofa I heard the microwave pling euforically over it being fully operational again, so I could go back to doing whatever it was I had been doing when the power died (I can’t actually remember what it was).

But I wander. The point is, I like it when mishaps like that occur. Another example is the layer of ice that covered everything that same day. Any sane person would stay inside and not venture forth unless absolutely necessary. I on the other hand saw it as an excellent time to pull out the bike and go shopping for some food. Which I did. And let me tell you, sliding around on feet and bicycle going to the store was really among the most fun things I’ve done this year.

So yeah, if everything would get covered in a 2 meter thick layer of snow, then I’d be euforic, because I’d have the time of my life, either just fooling around digging tunnels and jumping (from) roofs and the like, or trying to get somewhere in order to get food. Most likely I’d be doing both. Or storms to pick another example. Ridiculously strong winds that blow roof tiles of some buildings and fell trees and all that (not quite so strong as to actually wreck the buildings though) make me go out and just walk about, fighting the wind in order to take another step. Basically, any minor natural event that affects society in some way make me happy because I think it’s fun that something out of the ordinary is happening, and I see it as a challenge to be overcome. Obviously only to a certain degree. I think the limit of me thinking it’s fun goes somewhere near homes getting wrecked. Especially my own. That would suck.

Okay, I’m not sure I’ve gotten my point understood fully, but this post is quite long enough as it is (people complain they’re too long – not that I care really, but I’m getting hungry and want to eat breakfast), so let me just stop my ramblings here and give you the photograph of the day.

~ by koeus on January 7, 2008.