Ice



I'm spending the week in the lovely wheat field called Saskachewan. There's a disturbing trend in hotels lately that really didn't hit me until this week. It used to be that you could aways find an ice machine in hotel hallwayswhere you could get free ice. You also always had abucket in the room or the ice. Now, I always seem to have the bucket, but the ice machines are gone. All you fin in the hallways are Coca-Cola vending machines. You still always get the ice bucket though on the counter in the bathroom. The hotel I'm in tonight had the ice machines, and it is a small podunk hotel in a small podunk town in the middle of nowhere. I can't remember the last time I was in a larger chain hotel that had ice machines.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

What the f are you doing in Saskachewan?

edgrimly said...

Killing hookers dude, killing hookers.

Muntaba Lambego said...

I've decided to pack up and go homesteading on the prarie

Anonymous said...

you mean like sex hookers?