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The Hook On… Motivation. (Or Lack Thereof.)

Posted on 2017/02/05 by

Let’s get this out of the way first; you know I’m going to leave this post undone, right? I’m the first to admit that I’m not a terribly ambitious person. My lovely bride and I purchased our house more than … Continue reading →

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Marital Interlude: A Conversation/Battle With My Wife.

Posted on 2016/08/08 by

I deal with marital strife at work all the time. Arguably, couples fight more on vacation than when they’re at home, and so I often take it upon myself to intercede. What makes me think I’m qualified to do so? … Continue reading →

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The Mother Of All Meltdowns.

Posted on 2016/07/18 by

HOOK’S NOTE:  Yes, I’m still burnt-out. However, I’m still fighting the good fight while serving haranguing travelers of every variety. This is how I’m doing my part to unite the human race; by treating everyone badly. After eighteen-plus years in … Continue reading →

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5×5 With The Hook: Erica Ehm.

Posted on 2016/06/22 by

If you were a Canadian teen in the Eighties, and you liked “the rock ‘n roll videos” and pop culture in general, then you were in love with a young lady named Erica Ehm. Erica was a VJ (video jockey) … Continue reading →

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Honesty May Not Be The Best Policy After All…

Posted on 2016/06/01 by

But it’s definitely the funniest. In my world, at least. It was Memorial Day morning. The hotel was abuzz with activity at an earlier hour than was the norm. Then again, in the hotel, “normal” is a relative word. At … Continue reading →

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My Life: A Study In Nuttiness.

Posted on 2015/11/07 by

A Typical Night In My Home, 11:30 p.m. The Place:  My bedroom, darkened with the exception of the flickering electronic light of my television. Beside me, the wife was slumbering peacefully, as was our  crazy dog who insists on nestling … Continue reading →

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When You’re The Hook, Even Waking Up Is Complicated.

Posted on 2015/11/03 by

Events of the last few months have left me reflective and somber. Hence, the journey we’re about to embark upon… On the surface my home life is a still pond, immutable and relatively calm, some might even say boring. But … Continue reading →

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A Marital Interlude: A Conversation With My Wife.

Posted on 2015/11/02 by

Before We Begin:  I have the nagging feeling I posted this somewhere else, but for the middle-aged-life of me, I have no idea where. My apologies if you’ve read this before. Just try to pretend this is the first time. … Continue reading →

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A Fly On The Wall Named The Hook…

Posted on 2015/08/27 by

I may have a wealth of adventures on my own, but a bellman is often simply a fly on the wall, one that is never bored. They were a middle-aged couple waiting for an elevator. Both were reasonably-fit. He was … Continue reading →

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A Short, But Wicked Sweet One…

Posted on 2015/08/25 by

Any bellman worth his salt knows humor is one of the most powerful weapons in his arsenal. That, and a medium-sized suitcase that “accidentally” strikes an obnoxious guest in the face, of course. At any rate, put plainly, this summer … Continue reading →

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