Well, no electrical disasters today, and I didn’t even have to work on my own stuff. My friend John needed some wiring help on his boat (mainly because he’s too big to fit in the crawl space under the upstairs dashboard). I’ve also decided that calling things by their improper names is a lot of fun for me. I’m sure the upstairs is some sort of flying bridge or something and the dashboard is probably the helm.

Had a stomach ache most of the day. I think they were trying to poison me at the place Greg and I went for breakfast. The chicken crepes were cold on the inside and I had to send them back once. I almost never send things back.