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Adventures in Mississippi
Mar. 21st, 2006 08:18 amSo, I'm attending a conference today in Stoneville Mississippi, about two and a half hours southwest of Oxford, in the delta. I have to be back in the office tomorrow morning due to the visit of Somebody Important, so I'm driving home this evening (and missing the second day of the conference, pooh). As a result, the Powers that Be let me drive to Stoneville last night, and grab a hotel room in the nearest town that HAS a decent hotel room.
As an aside, I should mention that somewhere between Oxford and Stoneville is a town with the name 'Alligator.' This leads to the MOST DISTURBING road sign, which declares:
Alligator
RIGHT LANE
(I think probably my truck could run over one, but I changed lanes, just to be sure.)
Anyway, my hotel was a bizarre amalgam of motel and very nice hotel (you could get a room that opened straight to the outdoors, OR an interior hall room or suite that overlooked the atrium. Bizarre). My room should've been pretty nice. I wound up with an atrium room, and at first glance -- despite not being a non-smoking room, my own fault -- all seemed well. It was a bit disconcerting to see all the buckets lining the atrium walkway, catching drips from the cracked ceiling, but it HAD been raining extensively the last day and a half.
I decided, quickly, not to drink the water from the taps. What was in the toilet looked a twee bit rusty. By the time I'd filled the tub to take a bath, it looked like someone had bled to death in the water. My CURRENT guess is that the water around here naturally has a lot of iron in it. But my bath was decidedly slimy -- soft water, not hard -- so I suspect they're putting in a softener at the hotel. TOO MUCH softener.
Yes, I soaked in it anyway. I love my baths.
Settled in on the computer for a little while and watched (with consideration to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
selchi, here) an R-beetle climb the wall shamelessly, two feet away from where I was sitting. A dive, I am thinking. But it's a dive with free wireless, so -- I'm satisfied.
Everything else was comfortable, and I got a fantastic night's sleep, R-beetle or no R-beetle. (It was a nasty night outside, so I can't really blame him for not wanting to be out in it...) I had bizarre dreams that clearly come from a combination of exposure to V, Batman Begins, and Law and Order. The result was JUST AS DISTURBING as you might imagine. I believe a friend and I captured Adolf Hitler, who'd been holding us in a prison camp. Since my fingers weren't quite strong enough to break his neck (I tried), we were taking him toandric and having her hold him for us while we debated who to call. Superman was right out; we knew he'd put Hitler in prison, and he'd just get out again. We decided we needed Batman, since he'd kill the bastard (even though he wouldn't). Then a bunch of other superheroes and villains showed up, and we decided to have a party instead. O_O durodragon and alliath were in there somewhere, too...
Who, me? Need therapy? Naaaaah.
As an aside, I should mention that somewhere between Oxford and Stoneville is a town with the name 'Alligator.' This leads to the MOST DISTURBING road sign, which declares:
Alligator
RIGHT LANE
(I think probably my truck could run over one, but I changed lanes, just to be sure.)
Anyway, my hotel was a bizarre amalgam of motel and very nice hotel (you could get a room that opened straight to the outdoors, OR an interior hall room or suite that overlooked the atrium. Bizarre). My room should've been pretty nice. I wound up with an atrium room, and at first glance -- despite not being a non-smoking room, my own fault -- all seemed well. It was a bit disconcerting to see all the buckets lining the atrium walkway, catching drips from the cracked ceiling, but it HAD been raining extensively the last day and a half.
I decided, quickly, not to drink the water from the taps. What was in the toilet looked a twee bit rusty. By the time I'd filled the tub to take a bath, it looked like someone had bled to death in the water. My CURRENT guess is that the water around here naturally has a lot of iron in it. But my bath was decidedly slimy -- soft water, not hard -- so I suspect they're putting in a softener at the hotel. TOO MUCH softener.
Yes, I soaked in it anyway. I love my baths.
Settled in on the computer for a little while and watched (with consideration to
selchi, here) an R-beetle climb the wall shamelessly, two feet away from where I was sitting. A dive, I am thinking. But it's a dive with free wireless, so -- I'm satisfied.Everything else was comfortable, and I got a fantastic night's sleep, R-beetle or no R-beetle. (It was a nasty night outside, so I can't really blame him for not wanting to be out in it...) I had bizarre dreams that clearly come from a combination of exposure to V, Batman Begins, and Law and Order. The result was JUST AS DISTURBING as you might imagine. I believe a friend and I captured Adolf Hitler, who'd been holding us in a prison camp. Since my fingers weren't quite strong enough to break his neck (I tried), we were taking him to
andric and having her hold him for us while we debated who to call. Superman was right out; we knew he'd put Hitler in prison, and he'd just get out again. We decided we needed Batman, since he'd kill the bastard (even though he wouldn't). Then a bunch of other superheroes and villains showed up, and we decided to have a party instead. O_O durodragon and alliath were in there somewhere, too... Who, me? Need therapy? Naaaaah.
