Saturday, September 26, 2009

Working on Borrowed Internet

Starbucks Venti Latte-Life is GOOD

I hitched a ride on an open network from the motel next door since I forgot (as in don't even know if I have one) my modem cord.  SLOOOOOOOW is the operative word, but beggars can't be choosers I suppose.

I love love love writing in motel rooms.  One of my fantasies is to go to Las Vegas for a week and complete a short novel while I'm there.   The non-stop buzz of Vegas just seems to beg one to get caffeinated up and write and walk around and then write some more.

I've also got time share weeks in Vegas-but I think I'd want to stay at Harrah's rather than the condo.  Harrah's is so tacky, it inspires me to new heights of tacky thoughts.

Right now I'm in Bossier City Louisiana with Mom and Dad.  We've had breakfast and have gone to Walmart and bought MP3 players-Daddy wants to branch out from his Ipod.  On the way here, I found awesome gourds and bought two of them for bird houses.

I have pictures of them nestled in the hotel bed like little birds-but that is one cable I left behind, so that will have to wait.

Daddy has finally reached the stage where he's admitted he can't walk as far as he used to.  I know from personal experience you end up actually being able to do more when you acknowledge certain limitations.  I'm proud of Daddy-my tibia fell off my ankle before I admitted I had a problem.  I'm stubborn that way.

I love my Starbuck's locator on my Tom Tom.  I'm sitting here with my Venti Skinny Latte right now-and I know that another one is only 375 yards away.


Mim said...

oh my garmin doesn't have a starbucks locator and I could use one. I got a 5 dollar starbucks card for waiting so patiently at the boob-o-gram center the other day (they couldnt' read my thoughts, which were not patient!)

kj said...

this sounds comfy.