And no wonder, because Indianapolis's tree-lined streets and aerial power transmission lines make for a hella bad combination when 70+ MPH straight-line winds blow through.
Yesterday was nearly 90°F and so humid you needed scuba gear to get to the mailbox, the sort of weather where folks don't loiter outside, generally. This made it easy to tell which houses were without power, by the ones that had folks sitting on their porches and fanning themselves like extras from O Brother, Where Art Thou?
The outage map this morning is still pretty ugly, and not helped by the fact that we got hit by another wave of thunderstorms before midnight last night, have another line rolling through as I type this, and are due for yet another around sunset tonight.
