I was trying to levitate myself again. Without a license. They say you shouldn’t do it without a license. At least I waited until after the holidays. LuAnn nearly hit the ceiling when I told her. Billy assured her it was alright because I hadn’t had a drink in nearly two days. Billy also mentioned that I hadn’t exceed 60,000 volts, so normally, there would have been no worries. Of course, neither of us expected a house fire to break out right in the middle of an earthquake and a flood. No one likes to upset LuAnn, needlessly. Not with twister season coming on.
