The 2010 Roadtrip: Part 2

Iron Maiden—The Final Frontier

MoTW—The Lost Skeleton Returns Again

Saturday, 7/31 (cont.)

8:30 pm: After saying our hello's and whatnot, I got down to the
business of finding a hotel o the internet. I don't think this pleased
everyone in my sister's household since they wanted to use the computer
for stuff, but fuck 'em, I was the guest and I had priority. They have
two computers actually, but one had a virus. This will come into play
later. Really. I wouldn't lie.

I went through trying to find the best hotel in the area, the
best bang for the buck. However, the ones that were the cheapest had
some really nasty comments left by previous visitors and I didn't want
to deal with that shit. We had stayed at the Fairfield Inn last year,
but they were booked solid due to some fucking wedding. Assholes!

9:30 pm: The woman is getting pissed that it's taking me a long time
trying to find a hotel. I tell her to mellow out.

(Note how I go from past to present tense. That's to throw people off.
Plus it's more fun I think.)

10:00 pm: SHe's really getting pissed now. So pissed she tells me to
stay at my sister's house and takes off in the car. Are you kidding me?

10:02 pm: I allow her plenty of time to cool down and give her a call.
For some reason, there's no answer.

10:03 pm: Still no answer.

10:04 pm: See above.

10:05 pm: I go back to searching for a hotel on the computer but our
price range is getting all these horrible reviews! What to do?

10:10 pm: Still no answer. Sister says we should go out looking for her
and I agree. We hop into her car and it dawns on me: where were we going
to look?

10:15 pm: We decide to head back to the house since it was a senseless
idea. I give a call to the woman while heading back, this time she
answers and screams at me that I'm taking too long, she's tired and


10:20 pm: We're back at my sister's house and

10:21 pm: the woman shows up. She refuses to get out of the car and
wants to find a hotel NOW. I apologise to my sister, blame the woman's
attitude on a past drug problem and we head off.

10:25-11:15 pm: This is what we came across on our search for a hotel:

Hampton Inn: Sold Out
Comfort Inn: Sold Out
La Quinta: Sold Out
Ramada Inn: Sold Out

The next in line was Holiday Inn, but we noticed a Red Roof Inn on the
way and stopped in even though I had read some bad stuff about the place
online. Something about murders every night or along those lines.

11:20 pm: Red Roof had a room. We took it.

11:50 pm: We were in bed, me watching Shark Week programming, the woman
apologising for her behaviour as I tried to ignore her.

12:05 pm: I was tired. I went to sleep.

COMING NEXT: More of this! And we're only starting on the second day!
This will take years to complete!

Stephen Johnson

The idea of building a website with Bob came from Stephen in the days of message boards and chat rooms. We settled on the name and the rest is history. Retired since he hit the ripe age of 25, he spends most his time doing odd-jobs around the house and digging thru trash bins for "stuff that's still good." Stephen has contributed several short stories and hosted the "Lunatic Ravings" column since the beginning (1999). The idea of writing weekly columns came from Stephen before blogs or blog sites ever existed. So, I guess that makes him THE FIRST BLOGGER IN THE WORLD!!!

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