Electrical Specialists

That wonderful feeling and smell of fried electrics as you cost to the concrete railing on the viaduct without power and all the warning lights on the dash glowing.  I had just reset the radio stations too!  It is starting to feel a lot like hoodoo, but maybe the new moon and electrical specialists will fix the problem.  It was not just the starter, and I am out of white sage. Legging it again.

About johnsmithiiimxiii

John Smith, IIMXIII is the avatar of an award winning poet, artist, etc. who still lives in the Palouse country of the Pacific NW. He has not received much notice with his prose . . . but as his avatar, I hope that he keeps plugging along.

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