I managed to find a hurricane lamp in our shed. With oil and a wick! Woo! Old owners left behind some weird things, not complaining about the lamp though. We're as set as we can be and just praying Irene isn't such a raging hormonal witch that she'd get stronger again.
Made one last trip to the store and saw everyone grabbing perishable food. Like what? We're gonna be without power for awhile, why are you buying a frozen pizza and meat?