At three this morning, the LED shaving mirror I have hanging in my ensuite shower started flashing wildly. For what it's worth, and you don't need to believe this, when someone I know passes away, lights around me flash. I don't really believe it either. So there's that.
As my battery operated light flashed in morse code style, it was easy to think that it was a just a short. I finally dragged myself out of bed to rip the flashing mirror from the tiled wall. As I made my way from the bedroom, a question of what I was doing with the mirror and why I was standing in the middle of the room, flashings lights on and off came from my sleepy partner.. . Because that seems normal.
Since I was awake, I showered without shaving, and drove to work. Listening to Larry Flick on the car's radio, I heard that former Prime Minister, Margaret Thatcher had died. Maybe she was flashing to apologize for being a jerk to the GLBT community.
*insert tongue into cheek.