For John, BLUF: Life is an adventure and sometimes we go down weird paths. Nothing to see here; just move along.
I noticed the lamp on my Wife's Night Stand flickering. I immediately assumed a problem with the socket or a frayed wire, and got to work.
I went to Home Depot, looking to buy a cord to wire into the lamp. I already had a light bulb societ.
At Home Depot I went to Aisle 43 and looked for a wire with a plug on one end and a couple of soldiered wires at the other end. I found a heavy duty replacement for a power tool. Not the visual presence I was looking for.
I wandered around, looking for a clerk, and couldn't find one. I tried calling Home Depot and was told that they would send someone. Five or so minutes later I repeated the call and again I was promised they would send someone. After a couple of minutes I spotted "Bonnie" down at the other end of the Aisle. She had been there when I had first started looking, thinking to do it on my own, but wandered away. Now she was with a customer, so I waited. I explained my problem and she took me in a totally different direction, so an "End Cap" that had what I wanted.
Equipped, I took the pretty large brass lamp into my lap and began to disassemble, which involv3d several parts. I had to get a pair of vice grips to deal with a pipe in the middle, to free up the remainder of the socket, the cap that screwed onto the pipe. Then I found that the replacement socket was not the same size as the pipe running through the lamp, but God smiled on me and I had a different socket available, which fit.
I got it all wired up and took it to the bedroom and plugged it in. The light still flickered. I pushed the mattress away from the wall, but the plug looked fine.
My wife suggested it might be the light bulb. I was dubious, but we tried it and it worked fine. The problem, all along, was the light bulb.
Regards — Cliff
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