Our lobby has been invaded. No, this time it’s not from children’s sports teams. It’s worse. Fruit flies. They’re everywhere, but the pool table, and I gotta tell you, in my book, that puts them a step ahead of the kids. The source of these little flying storm troopers has
been discovered in the bar area, and the proper steps have been taken to rid the area of their impromptu landings. Cute little paper cones have been placed through plastic wrap that covers the rim of short glasses. The glasses are filled with cider vinegar. So far, so good. Whoever doesn’t like cider vinegar gets slapped unconscious.
This has been another uneventful week at the hotel; unless you count the fruit flies and the racket from the bar downstairs. We had hoped once the cold weather descended, that the loud drunks on the sidewalk would have frozen their vocal chords. But, no. The bar installed outside heaters. The noise ascends inside little frozen bubbles and clinks against the guest room windows of the hotel like sleet. It’s a good thing the windows don’t open. I have an idea for something I’d like to drop on them. I’ve been wondering where the police presence has gone to that’s supposed to keep the sidewalk noise and motor cycles from annoying neighbors. They must leave right after the bar gives them supper.
I finally got to watch a movie in my room one night. What a production. It took Confidante’s assistance to finally find the solution. It only seemed right then, I should watch THE HELP. Great movie and soundtrack.
I’m kinda glad we’re turning the clocks back tomorrow night. Getting up in the dark has not been happening. I know I’ll have to sacrifice losing the light earlier in the evening, but at least then I’m already up. Question is am I going to be in the mood to walk in the dark to get supper. That remains to be seen. If I’m not, you know who’s gonna be losing a little
weight.
been discovered in the bar area, and the proper steps have been taken to rid the area of their impromptu landings. Cute little paper cones have been placed through plastic wrap that covers the rim of short glasses. The glasses are filled with cider vinegar. So far, so good. Whoever doesn’t like cider vinegar gets slapped unconscious.
This has been another uneventful week at the hotel; unless you count the fruit flies and the racket from the bar downstairs. We had hoped once the cold weather descended, that the loud drunks on the sidewalk would have frozen their vocal chords. But, no. The bar installed outside heaters. The noise ascends inside little frozen bubbles and clinks against the guest room windows of the hotel like sleet. It’s a good thing the windows don’t open. I have an idea for something I’d like to drop on them. I’ve been wondering where the police presence has gone to that’s supposed to keep the sidewalk noise and motor cycles from annoying neighbors. They must leave right after the bar gives them supper.
I finally got to watch a movie in my room one night. What a production. It took Confidante’s assistance to finally find the solution. It only seemed right then, I should watch THE HELP. Great movie and soundtrack.
I’m kinda glad we’re turning the clocks back tomorrow night. Getting up in the dark has not been happening. I know I’ll have to sacrifice losing the light earlier in the evening, but at least then I’m already up. Question is am I going to be in the mood to walk in the dark to get supper. That remains to be seen. If I’m not, you know who’s gonna be losing a little
weight.