changelog @ tengrrl.com: Presidential Upgrade

There are newly-found benefits to traveling with a presidential candidate. Duck managed to talk the front desk into the "Presidential Upgrade." Yes, you're seeing that correctly. That's a Jacuzzi over in the corner, beyond the bed. And yes, if you really must know, those are my clothes on the bed. I'm no fool. I stripped and got in. It takes a lot of water to fill a Jacuzzi tub, but I'm working on not feeling guilty about it. Duck has presidential thinking and such to do, but I don't. I deserve to be in a Jacuzzi. I'm not sure why he thought we needed this room, but I won't complain. I'm not sure about Duck's ethics, but that's his problem—and he's claiming a different story.

The drive to this hotel resting place was fairly reasonable. Duck seems to be a much better traveling companion than the various bears and cows. Maybe he's just so busy planning his campaign that he didn't have time to interrupt constantly. Besides, I think he was enjoying The Wee Free Men—except for those few moments when he was confused by the massive Hormel Chili can. Still, we may need to spend a little less time with the book. It's influencing me without my permission. As I got out of the car here at the motel, I felt all achey from the drive. There are many exclamations of unhappiness that would be appropriate in such a situation. What word slipped from my mouth, unbidden, without any thought on my part? Shit? Damn? Hell? Poop? No....Crivens. I've only been listening to the book for 5 hours, and I've adopted its language?

Time for me to go do something appropriate for a spa-like room. I'm not sure whether I'll lounge or give myself a pedicure. Tomorrow's drive is a little longer. I hope Duck's good behavior holds. Hell. Who am I kidding? I'm not even worried about tomorrow yet. I'm just hoping he doesn't steal the blankets tonight.

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Saturday, May 28, 2005