Days Inn

First off think good thoughts about Cosmo as he is putting under to get his teeth cleaned.

He is the best dog since Noel.

 

Was down in the South Bay and then drove up to Redwood City to see my brother Jeff who I think was trying to be Mundane or Ironic as he was staying in a sad Days Inn and we ate at a chain restaurant (Chevys). We also went to Target. They were selling some odd statue. I asked the cashier if Medusa had rolled in. She did not understand the joke. I am guessing she is not well versed in Greek Mythology or Land of the Lost.

I do not mind Chevys and before I moved to California I thought their Salsa was the best ever. I remember it was brought in at Digex, but alas I am urbane and sophisticated.

 

The Days Inn was very sad. It got sadder as you got closer. The Marque promised a pool and sauna but the pool looked like an experiment in growing animal life forms and the sauna had a large wooden cover, I guess they wanted to not disturb the crime scene. The television set looked like I would imagine one that would be used in prison.

If they were going for drab and depressing, they hit it front and center. Even the lampshade was a disturbing filth. I always pictured business travel as staying in places like the Hotel W and chatting up attractive jet set women in the hotel bar.