Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Underwater Brilliance
I get my ideas in the shower. No not those kind of ideas. Well sometimes those kind of ideas but usually insights of various sizes that are the sum of other little insights. I have had some doozies. Not that I’ve been able to carry through with them. But that’s another entry. New slimemold project. Shower revelations. When I have ‘em, so shall ye.
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Someone gave me a shower radio as a gift. I won't use it because it interrupts (a) my singing (b)my shower thoughts. Must be something about cleansing that brings about the insights.
Undoubtedly true but for me it might just be an alergic reaction to shampoo that has been stolen from various hotels.
This brings up an ethics issue. My wife has instructed me to take all the replentishable toiletries from the hotels where I stay. She also said take the towels and the bathrobes but I had to draw the line somewhere. So every morning I dutiful shove everything; shampoo, conditioner, soap, oinment, plastic combs, etc. into one of the big compartments in my bag. I also take the teabags, packets of coffee and any other complimentary food items. Now at first this seemed really cheap and kind of sleazy but after your bag starts to fill up, and fill up it does on long stays you realize that it's just kind of a free perk for those chintzy enough to try. My Grandma used to do the same thing with the suger at restaurants. Her excuse, the depression. My wife's, she's french. My excuse, I get to be bad with out any messy jail sentences and or punches in the nose. Oh and I like those shortbread cookies that some hotels give you.
You should not steal from hotels. You should not sing in the shower at hotels.
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