Odd bits about this trip I'm on (my current travels, not "that long strange trip" the Grateful Dead talked about):

1. Yesterday I was reading in bed and something flashed in the corner of my eye. As I slowly turned my head (both to coddle my bulging discs and because I was alone in the room, or so I thought, and believed it was sufficiently dramatic to turn slowly) I was horrified to see a spider dangling below the lampshade. The only way to describe its coloration is to say that it was blonde - not albino, white/platinum blonde, but honey blonde. Later, I found a long blonde hair on my pillow. Coincidence? Or is there some blonde conspiracy out there?

2. There are little foil wrapped candies on the tables in the meeting room that are called "Glitterati: Meeting Mints". I didn't realize that candy categories had been decomposed to the point where we need special mints for meetings. Unless, of course, they have *something* in them that will pep us all up. Are there Funeral Mints? Stag Party Mints? Divorce Mints? The mind boggles.

3. My room here is next to the driving range. Typical sound effects include:
THWACK
THWACK
PING
shit
THWACK
PING
son of a bitch
PING
PING
PING
**CRUNCH**
fuck fuck fuck