As I was pulling up to the exit for Chez Boca, I noticed a very bright light ahead of me, very much like a flood light they use to light baseball fields. Then it dimmed.
A few moments later, a bright flash of light, closer this time. And because I was closer, I could tell it wasn't a flood light, but a tremendous explosion of electricity from one of the utility poles along side I-95. That can't be good, I thought to myself.
A few moments later, another bright explosion of electricity from the utility pole, sparks showering down nearly ontop of rush hour traffic. I hope this isn't affecting Chez Boca, I thought.
Of course, it was …