(It’s funny because you two-legged freaks hate this day because you drink and party too hard during the week. Weirdos.)
Here are a link and a reblog to keep you occupied as you curse that demon alcohol and the day you were born.
Oh, and don’t bother swearing off the drink or making any deals with God to get you though the day; I tried to strike a bargain with The Big Guy, but cats are still roaming the Earth, so trust me, he’s too tough to deal with…
First off, The Hook’s latest column form NiagaraHub:
It is an unseasonably, unbearably cold morning in Niagara and as I sit at my bell desk in an increasingly cold lobby, my mind wandered to distant, much warmer locales.
A bellman’s days are a blur of passing vehicles, sliding doors, ringing phones, ridiculous amounts of fast food consumed at an even faster pace, and an inordinate amount of unusual situations that really aren’t all that unusual in this business.
Most hotels go through employees faster than Lindsay Lohan goes through lawyers. And cars, for that matter.
The general tone and pace of the hotel biz wears you down, to say the least. I certainly feel the pressure at times.
And then I was reminded of just how fortunate I am to be right here, right now.
And now, a reblog from that cat lovin’, long john wearin’, plane ridin’ blogger, Becca:
D as in Detroit of course.
I could write a long post detailing every little thing I did while in the Detroit area. I could brag about my sweet Red Wings shirt Adam got me hooked up with, or cringe at all of the cereal Adam eats, but you would probably only get half way through reading before your Monday distracted you. So, instead I am going to give you an action packed and easy reading list of all the enchanted and bewildering things I experienced on my trip. You know, the highlights.
I also developed a game for you AND included ANOTHER video. Hold on to your desk. Here we go!
1. I sat by a gentleman named Dallas on my flight to Dallas. Coincidence? I think not.
2. “Helen” cut me off after my third Jack Daniel’s on my second flight. Apparently I was “done.”
3. Adam told me I smelled like a hobo when I got off of the plane, but then I used my hair to mesmerize him. Funny how hobo changes very quickly into fairy princess with one good hair flip.
4. I learned, reluctantly, that turning left on red is a apparently a thing in Michigan. Supposedly. Maybe.
5. It’s a lot easier to take pictures of people sleeping on planes than one would think:
That’s all for now, my tailless friends. See you soon…