April 17, 2005
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YAWN ALERT
I get asked occasionally why I don’t post more about the daily events in my life. Well, OK…you asked for it.
I’m currently in the middle of a six-day, nine-meeting, 1,800 mile road trip for work. It started in
At this particular moment, I’m sitting in a LaQuinta Inn in
In just a bit, I’ll strip the bedspread off the bed (because God only knows what unspeakable acts have occurred on that bedspread since the last time it was actually washed). Then I’ll attempt to adjust the obnoxiously loud wall-unit heater/air-conditioner to some place between nuclear winter and broil, try to find a pillow without drool stains, and get a little shut eye.
Damn…my life is glamorous.
Comments (15)
Diet Mt. Dew rocks! (RE: my comment in your Guestbook, the actual name of the web ring is The Morans Guy Cult. It all started as a joke among several of us that grew into a web ring.)
Your entry pretty much describes every motel room stay I have ever known. The only time it varies is if I’m at the beach and can open a window or door to replace the a/c sounds with ocean sounds. And I think they stopped having time to wash the sheets when they started doing origami with the first square on the tp rolls.
Those were the days. No travel in 3 years other than for pleasure “business” trips to Vegas. You are doing a worthy work so keep it up as long as you have to.
Yep, I confess to stripping hotel
bedspreads too! Uhg, they never
get washed!
Life on the road! Aint it grand?
This reminds me of the song “Scenery.” You do live a pretty awesome life, Dad. Even when it’s dumpy and you have work with wall-units, obnoxious neighbors and stupid stupid music ministers. All of those little quirks, as frustrating as they are, are the sands that build our little individual lives.
More than that though, you’re not out there on the road alone. You’ve got one of the biggest support bases/cheering sections a guy could ask for, and you get to come home to one helluva family.
Can’t wait to see you soon.
AAAWWWW….his comment was sweet! I have to agree….most hotel rooms are pretty GROSS!!!
HEH The least they could do was put you up in the Double Tree, or Hilton Hotel.
Just think of it this way- various and sundry stains or Sheba?
Just remember, it could always be worse! Hang in there…you’re on the down-hill slide…
At least you can laugh, eh?
oh – and I loved your post about young person’s language – absolutely hilarious.
I think that those are my obnoxious neighbors. Because I haven’t heard them fighting in a long time, so my thinking is they are on a trip, and in the room next to you! Wait, was the fighting in English or Spanish?
wow, i want to grow up and be you!
ryc: i’ll send you some links to my articles privately if you want to read my work.
Yep, that sounds about right, hotel-wise. But I still like staying in them, just because I don’t have to clean up after myself!