So, I'm in Seattle this week on vacation with no access to a computer.
As such, I've decided to try to create a post of my activities for each day, and see
if I ended up getting it right.
This is Day #2:
I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm going off at 4:45 a.m.
Apparently, people like to set the alarms on these f*cking clocks just before they check out, so that the next person coming in gets screwed on their first night's slip.
I'm SO doing this when I check out.
It didn't matter anyway, as my wife can't sleep in hotels.
She's so used to being in the rooms on an hourly rate, that she just never got used to it.
I KID!! I KID!!
(I'm not...it's how we paid for this trip)
Actually, my wife has an aversion to pillows that AREN'T her own. As such, between the uncomfortable pillows and the fact that I sound like I'm inhaling Tic-Tacs when I sleep, she doesn't get much rest.
But I slept GREAT and, since I'm driving, it's all that matters. She can catch some Z's in the Space Needle or something.
Tonight is the first Red Sox game, so we had all day to do something.
We decided to rent bikes.
Friend: "SO...how's was your vacation in Seattle?"
Me: "Oh. Great. I F*CKING EXERCISED."
So, now I'M tired from riding a f*cking bicycle all over the goddamn place..but we still decided to visit the famous Pike Place Market.
Wife: "Why do we have to go to Pike Place Market?"
Me: "Because it's famous and they throw fish."
Wife: "What's there to do, though?"
Me: "I actually think it's just people throwing fish."
Wife: "Why do we want to see people throw fish?"
Me: "Good question...but I'll be damned if I'm getting back on that f*cking bicycle."
So, we're off to see people throw fish around for some f*cking reason.
I hope one guy misses and it smashes my bicycle to shit.
That would be a good day.
See you tomorrow.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008