Hotels

As many of you know, I'm on the road quite a bit. In fact, I've spent most of my life in strange rooms. I'm convinced that a hotel is a place where you give good bucks for poor quarters. And the closets! They're so small they make special hunchbacked hangers! Not long ago, I was at a place in Portland and heard every moan and groan from the couple next door. All five minutes of it. Hotel walls are so thin when you want to sleep, but so thick when you want to eavesdrop!