The Blackburn Digest

The 6:30 AM wake-up call from the motel switchboard was not a welcome sound, but I figured I’d function a great deal better after a cup of coffee. Hmm, what’s going on here? I plugged the coffee pot in. I turned the switch to “on” . . . .well, there weren’t actually any labels visible, but I turned the switch in the direction opposite to where I found it. I watched . . .I waited. . . I think I actually vocalized a plea or four - but no luck, No Coffee!