I was supposed to meet Paula at the bar at 5:00pm. I was of course late - Timmie and I got there around 5:40pm - but then, Paula arrived after we did. In fact, after we'd gone next door and bought ourselves some dinner.
And in the end we were unsuccessful. Even the addition of a new thermocouple didn't seem to allow the pilot to stay on. The fact that I may have severely fucked something up in the process just goes to show that you get what you pay for...
Anyway, we gave up on the heater around 7:15pm, both of us mysteriously unexploded. I'd even worn my Annwn t-shirt for the occasion.
I got started with the show around 8:40pm. I had quite enough singers to start earlier, but
A very good night.
We were reasonably busy all night, with quite a shot at 10:00pm or so when the softball crowd came in. And in the end, I ran for 6 rotations before closing at 1:55am.
I'd thought at the beginning of the night that I was finally over this cold thing. By the second song, I realized that I wasn't, and had to adjust the range of following songs accordingly. Fortunately, though, no repeat of Sunday's mid-song coughing fit.
We had a little crowd at the bar after closing, so I ran videos until around 2:30am, when I ran out of other things to shut down.
In the end, Timmie and I got out of there at 2:50am, where he cooked us both some supper. And that's all the major stuff.