Huh

AM radio just explained to me the basics of web hosting.

And now it's playing Elvira.

I think I love AM radio.

My grandma is the sh*t.

That is all.

Almost forgot

Nostalgia's alive and well in South Dakota.

SoDak HOF

I slept with a wicked kink in my neck all night due to my pillow being wafer thin. Not looking forward to working that out in a car for ten-plus hours.

ANYway, I stopped by the place pictured above. Neat little place, really not much to say about it. Saddles, Native American dress, creepy doll sporting a ballerina bear outfit, vhs tapes with Tom Brokaw's name scribbled on them.

I guess I was hoping for some model trains or something.

That said, it's back on the road to Rapid City and Wall Drug. Casey says that place would be hard to miss - he wasn't kidding: there's signs every five miles or so on I-90 advertising their $.05 coffee. Me? I'm much too excited for the T-Rex statue to care about getting 20 cups of java on the dollar.

Trampled's on the player and I'm outta h...eeeeere.

The Thing

So here's The Thing with me & hotels/motels.

When I was a teenager, my first 'real job' (real meaning any source of income not related to newspapers) was working at a hotel. It's arguable how naïve I was/am, but based on my collective memory of cleaning rooms which housed jacuzzis in the living room coupled with numerous Dateline NBC exposés , I'm a bit cautious when it comes to overnight squatting.

My biggest concern stems from knowing what my sheltered teenage self considered an 'adequate' job in cleaning rooms - my duty was to clean as many rooms as I could within the latest check-outs and the earliest check-ins every day, and I knew what I considered clean, but sadly upon reflecting it was still much cleaner than what most of my coworkers did - even with an 'understanding' (see: aged experience; I believe I'm going to max out my quotation marks at some point here - bear with me) of the types of scenarios rented rooms produce. Even then, I still did a pretty quick job of it as I wanted to be considered efficient and worth my post.


So not for nothing, but particularly with cheaper hotels/motels, I'm quite aware of what might (likely) be overlooked on a day-to-day basis.

So excuse me if I think thrice about sleeping atop the covers tonight.

Creepy/Stellar

This. Right outside my door.

Chamberlain SD

This be where I'm laying my head tonight. Quaint little area - maybe three actual stores, poor AM stations and home of the South Dakota Hall of Fame (full report tomorrow).

Plenty of ground to cover tomorrow, going to enjoy my cheap room, the view and the breeze.

Eugh

Based on the stink in the air I must be about a mile away from a brontosaurus, mid-dump.

Pit stop one

I'm not exactly sure where I am, but it was time for both the car and me to refuel.

The clock suggests I should be further than I am, though. At least by my estimation.

Currently I'm waiting in the parking lot of a certain ice cream restaraunt waiting for food that in reality shouldn't take more than a deep fry dip to make.

It's here now and I am famished. So I'm going.

Me out.

Forgotten item #2:

2. Swim trunks