I played too late in the day to participate, but the fishing tournament took place today. Chip told me that Miranda won the competition with an 18-inch horse mackerel.
Melba had still been using “I drool” as a catchphrase. So when she asked for a new one, I was happy to oblige. She now says “down under.”
And of course, Saturday nights are K.K. nights, so I went down to the Roost in the basement of the museum to watch him perform. I asked for a random song, and he sang K.K. Dixie.
