Down in Wainwright again at the Park Hotel.  We took Jim's new distro, which he'd made but hadn't had time to test.  Plugged it in and the whole bar went dark.  Flipped the breakers on, still nothing.  Traced the wiring back to the main panel, and the breaker for the subpanel was tripped too.  Oh yeah, high voltage baby!  Shag cruised down with a replacement and it was bidness as usual.

 

High point of the weekend was having three ladies come on up and sing Happy Birthday to Roger.  Sherol, Wanda and Renee, thank you!  We couldn't have sung it better ourselves - we certainly couldn't have looked better!