Survived another night with the ghosties. Actually, this one wasn't near as frightening as the first. For starters, there were people there the whole night, no rain and fog, and I was a bit more confident in my job. I did manage to sell a room on the basis of having a ghost, however. A couple walked in off the streets, asked me if I had a room, how cheap was it, and by the way, do I have a ghost for them? I guess my story was good enough, because they ended up staying the night. I'll have to check back with them and see if they got slimed during the night.
I have a new toy. After reading an article in Sport Rider magazine on the new high tech flashlights out there, I resolved to get myself a super stealth reading light. Thank god for WalMart. Their tagline should be "All the super-spy needs and more". For under 13 bucks I found a nifty little headlamp with a comfortable adjustable strap (yes, it leaves an intriguing mark of Cain on my forehead, but it's worth it), 3 LED lights, and a push putton that lets you tease the light into 5 different modes. I've found that the 25% mode is virtually unnoticeable from outside, and gives more than enough light to read my trashy novels. I may need a touch more for Proust, but that's a given anyway.
And if I am ever stranded in the middle of nowhere, all I have to do is point the beam towards the sky, turn on the strobe-help-me-the-fuck-out light and the Air Force will be on their way.
Oh, I do believe I never posted the results of the un-official, half-assed name my sleeping bag contest. We have a winner! Two, actually. He is now called Ruprict, the Puffy. My puffy Ruprict. I do so like a giggle before snuggling down in a cold harsh parking lot.
Last night I did my truck stop again, and thank god for that choice! Even though they NEVER stop playing crap 70s songs (I actually heard "Why do birds/Suddenly appear/Every time/You are near" about 30 times), it is worth it to be so close to an always accessible toilet. Normally this is not a problem. Yesterday, my bladder went nuts. From 8 PM to 10 AM I drank nothing; no alcoholic beverages, no tea, no nothing. Between 10 PM and 2 AM I saw a man about a horse a total of 5 times!! With repeat visits the next morning at 6 and 9. And these were not unneccesary visits!!
Really, I know you don't need to know about my bodily functions. I'm just a little dumbfounded. How is this physically possible? Where the hell did it all come from? And do you think I could get into Guinness? Or at least have an article in Scientific America written about this oddity?
I think it was the music.