Koom Rey

The only idea more clever, more inspired, more curry-throwingly ingenious than leaving your room key in your room is leaving your room key in your room and going for a RUN in the RAIN up on an EXPOSED RIDGELINE and getting WETTER THAN WATER and MUDDY AS WELL. Do that and you'll probably get a big prize. The Nobel in Literature, no doubt. I heard they've started giving that out on a first-come first-serve basis.

The really clever thing is getting a temporary key to buzz yourself in. Now, what you've got to do as soon as you've gotten the reception person to hand over a fresh new key is you've got to leave that in in your room, first opportunity you get, because really what reception person's day is complete if they don't get to indulge your incredible stupidity twice over?

But these are mean feats, easily accomplished by any amateur self-saboteur. I'm pleased to announce to my friends, my family, and Zeke that today I unlocked my room with a second spare key, put it where I knew where to find it, and promptly lost the first two. I have no idea where they are.

My remaining key is good until 10 tomorrow. I'm trying to decide between embarrassing myself again or sleeping on the beach for the next twelve nights.

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Sorry for the short blog, I was writing fiction earlier and *expansive stretch* I guess I'm just too darn prolific to spend all my time on this blog.