Posted by TFG on 17th May 2005
Should I go and play tomorrow night after working all day, including knocking down and packing up the exhibition booth? Or should I get a good night’s sleep, and hit it for a full day on Thursday?
BRILLIANT INSIGHT UPDATE: How about two good nights of sleep? I’m full as a tick, and I don’t feel like inflicting myself with further Gen-Y obnoxiousnesses. For the record, though, Coop’s Place on Decatur is a fine establishment, with a superb jukebox of Waylon Jennings and Frank Zappa and George Thorogood. I don’t feel like I’m eating enough, though…I’m still ambulatory.
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Posted by TFG on 17th May 2005
Story of my freaking life — I come back to the hotel being as I ran out of coffin nails, and it’s midnight anyway, and I’m pretty tired anyway. Can’t get into my room with my key, go get a new key, can’t get in with that one, have to go up with the security schlubs, they can’t get in with their Big Whoop master keys, I have to wait around for Neo and Morpheus to show up to reprogram my GD door lock, and now it’s 3AM, and whatever buzz I had and whatever friends I have are long gone when the a-holes at the Marriott finally figure out the GD door lock/key card conundrum. And at this point I don’t even have the vigor to go track down a Lucky Dog vendor and make it a complete night. I worked until 10pm being Mr. Salesy, didn’t eat any kind of dinner, and I’m GD starving. Yet my wife will tell you that this is somehow something wonderful and glamorous and fulfilling and enviable. What-effing-ever.
Go ahead, give me one good reason to not jump off that bridge into the welcoming bosom of the mighty Mississipp.
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