“it was a woman who drove me to drink, come to think of it I never did hang around to thank her for that” Dean Martin

Day two…..second La Quinta.

This one wasn’t too bad. Not stinky, I could get in the door of my room without staff assistance…..unlike last night.

And yet, after the TV was on for several minutes, it went blurry. Blrrrry. Blrrry. It is a Zenith, so that makes sense. Our first nice large color TV was a Zenith.

My Lasik appears to have been for naught.

It’s a good thing I spend lots of time on free hotel Wi-Fi on Heartlessdoll.com rather than watching the boob tube.

I’m listening to the Travel channel in the background, I just got back from McDonalds (gasp) after I watched a highly skilled barista……er……employee press a few buttons on the fully-super-automatic-super-duper espresso machine (if you can call it that) that dispenses coffee and steamed milk at the same time.

In some paradoxical universe that occurs only in Louisiana, I’m heading in the direction opposite of any coffee shop no matter where we’re going.

La Quinta doesn’t have an attached bar/resturant so I may have to venture out in the rental car to booze up. So few words have such a positive impact. 😉

That blurry TV is making me ill.