Got in about 3:00 AM, later than usual. I got back to the Winnebago and there was no power. I flipped breakers, went outside and flipped the breakers on the pole-nada. This morning, no coffee, which is required for clear thought. So, I went to T’s and coffee’d, showered and ate a sandwich. I came back here, and saw the guy that owns the campground, Marvin. He says; “Go and flip them breakers again and if nothing happens, come give me a holler.” This guy, he’s been at this game for awhile and has run into this stuff thousands of times but, I was a little bugged because, I had already flipped all those damn breakers fifty times.
I went to the pole outside, flipped all the breakers, wiggled them, went inside flipped the main breaker and….magic, the power comes on. I don’t have any idea what I did different, maybe it was the wiggle. Who knows?
So, that leaves me about enough time to write this and head up to Nixa to do this gig at Cruisin’ USA which is a frozen custard place. I’ve never played an ice cream social before. I played a weigh in at a Pro Bass fishing tournament once but, I’ll have to tell you about that later.
My time is not my own, as old L.G. used to say.
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