Scratch The Fathead

I'm sitting here in my big, manly, comfortable black leather poppa chair in my living room, enjoying lights and heat, and fighting with my computer again, because our power is back on. Like lots of folks around here, we lost power during hurricane Sandy. We're lucky. Our juice is back on and we're cooking with it again.
You don't pay much attention to your juice till it stops running, and you can't cook, and you're getting cold. I was trying to unscramble some stuff on the computer when a screen came up that said press any key. I did. And the screen went dark. I was about to press every key...with a sledgehammer when I realized the power had shut down. We don't know how to deal with that. It's a reality dis-connection.