So I checked into my hotel – very short delay – then parked my car in the garage (the city employee was really rude when I asked him if there was a specific place that, as a hotel guest, I was supposed to park. He yelled at me, and when I asked his name he called the police on me and wrote down my license plate. Welcome to Virginia.)
According to the cop (yes, the COP – has word spread about me from Wisconsin?) who came by to have a word with me, he’s a little deaf and can get ‘cranky’ Great.
Bad Knitters, Bad Knitters, What’ca gonna do?
What’cha gonna do when they come for YOU?
Then when I got up to my room my power supply “popped!” when I plugged it into the wall. I feel like I’m in a foreign country.
So, does anyone who’s coming to any of my classes this weekend have a power supply I could borrow – even just for an hour – and charge my computer?
I’m running on 1% power now. You may not hear from me for a while.
Check the jail.