Yow, whatta day. We finally dropped off the busted teevee and went podunking. Brunch at upper Queen Anne’s Paragon, followed by random house-for-sale flyer sampling. We ended up in a couple of antique stores we’d never been in, and I got my gentleman’s clothes butler, finally.

On our way south, we pulled over hurriedly and pinched the tire between wheel and curb with force enough to cause a blowout. A call to AAA, and the tow truck appeared just as we hung up. He changed the tire and we were on the road again within ten minutes of the blowout.