2004dec06. Mini-bar, Sunburst Hotel, Scottsdale Arizona.
Chips, candy bars, camera, mug cozy, wine corker, go cup, crappy health bars, peanuts, monogrammed hats, wine cozy, etc. Soon hotel mini-bars will conveniently take up an entire wall of your room and tastefully monogrammed snack items will fall from the ceiling onto your bed as you sleep. They also crammed the refrigerator full of drinks (none of this was labelled with a price – if you have to ask, you’re not hungry/thirsty enough), barely had enough room for our bizarro fun-time drinks acquired at the Pop: The Soda Shop:
For some reason, one of these bottles featured a man with a head wound rolling around in a wheelchair. Banana nectar! It was from Belgium. It wasn’t that good. It’s very difficult to make a good banana drink, something I discovered countless times while travelling around Southeast Asia. “Surely this won’t be the seventh bad banana juice drink I’ve had this trip.”
It took me half the day to figure out that he’s in a wheelchair because he’s slipped on the banana, torqued his ankle, landed on his head. I’m slow today, have a nasty cold. If you’re really nice you'll send soothing words via electronic mail.
In other news, I’d been meaning to add a billboard to the billboard collection ... it’s been around the town for over a year:
Peek-a-boo! I'll get a better shot of it when the ground dries up, it’s swampy back there. That’s all it says. Another Clear Channel production number, apparently. I’m praying that this whole billboard mess gets sorted out and they’re all gloriously destroyed ...