Saturday, April 24, 2004

Lawd, What Did I Do To Be Hainted?


Alright...I know I ain't blawgged for a while. I promise it'll happen a lot more, at least once a week.

I found the following as I was looking through my little notebook recently. This was witnessed by my boss in the lobby of The Argyle, our hotel in L.A. back during my shoot. A couple of twenty-something guys wearing clothes with that just-slept-in look and toting several guee-tars, check in with their manager, some stiff all gussied up in a suit and tie. He hands the two their keys and says, "You stay in your rooms until 4:30!" The two go up, then he looks at his room number and says to the concierge (that's a desk clerk in them fancy hotels), he says, "Listen...you put me in the haunted room again. It's really small and it's haunted." The concierge checks the computer and replies, "Oh my gosh! You're right! You are in the haunted room!"

It don't get much better'n that, friends.