Absent For A Bit ....

I am away for a little while working on a few or more episodes for The Adventures of My Space Alien Alter Ego story ... will return (to Earth) soon!

Notice: Blogger has screwed up and lost a bunch of photos out of my blog! They are replaced with a gray silhouette of a human head. I will eventually get them replaced with the correct photo, it may take a while to find and fix everything. So some of my stories don't make much sense without their photos, sorry for the inconvenience.



No Longer

I walk into a hotel to spend the night far from home.

Back again after being gone eXactly 2,121 days.

Suddenly as the secure keyed entrance door behind me closes I remember that the last time I was here, in this building, there was a big party for friends and family. There was one friend who I felt was as close to me as family, someone that I thought was going to be my adopted-adapted daughter forever. But in less than a year later we became estranged. And I don't know why. It seemed a one sided departure.

So now I can't sleep with this recurring unanswered question gnawing again restless in my brain.

I laugh quietly when I think about how much I am paying for this rented pillow of no comfort, no sleep, while I type away, inserting this sentence back down much later into the middle of this stream of thoughts. This rented pillow hurts my ear with a stiffness and each little move makes a popping noise, dull popping, almost cracking muffled, in my left ear.

Now as I continue to type this I also realize that I danced at that party in the room nearly above me with a different woman, a relative, that I no longer care for. Why? I feel very strongly since that party she killed her husband, a man very important to me. But Oklahoma doesn't seem to agree with me on the cause of death.

So now I can't sleep with this recurring unanswered question gnawing again restless in my brain.

I can no longer lay here awake in slight ear pain, pillow induced, dry mouth, so its time to eXchange dry rectangular pieces of paper for a very cold Dr Pepper in a vending machine and retrieve the pillow that I remember is in the wife's vehicle.

Then I started thinking about my own death if it happened suddenly. No one knows my password to get into blogger. Comments are unpostable without review. So how would anyone out there in [just] blogland know that I was no longer alive? I guess my closest blog friends wouldn't get replies from e-mails either, if they tried. Hmmm. Interesting question. So "hear" is kind of an answer. You probably noticed that I write at least once a month, so if you don't see a blog post after a 30 day gap, most likely I am in a coma or dead. So with that out of the way, I am off to get that Dr Pepper, finaLLy no longer typing after eXactly 59 minutes ... ... ...

Update: After being gone a mere 21 minutes I am back to add a new twist. My left fingers are managing my beverage control while the right fingers are no longer completely their natural color, but have taken on an orange glow of Doritos while the right thumb types this entire paragraph to minimize the amount of nacho cheese makes it onto the touch screen of my iPad. Yes! I am just that talented!

Here is the real twist: When I got out of bed, after writing the "59 minutes ... ... ..." two paragraphs ago there was an info-mmercial playing on teleBision. We generaLLy have a muted teleBision for a night light in our bedroom. We are used to having a mine field of doggie treats and toys to avoid with our toes. So what was the product they were seLLing at 1 AM? PiLLows! I had never heard of MyPillow.com before. So I went out to our vehicle to get a piLLow, and the Dr Pepper & Nacho Doritos on the return trip. Thank you to the inventor of the vending machine.

Now, if you want to know my level of UN-talent, right after I finished typing the end of that paragraph "just that talented!", I decided to finish off the final crumbs in the Doritos mini vending pouch of goodness by pouring them directly into my gaping open mouth.

Think hippos feeding in the dark.

DON'T try this at home, boys and girls, and burros!

Just as I was rotating my body to get those last few orange corn crumbs, the final two or three fluid ounces of a somewhat cold yet fuLLy wet Dr Pepper came flying out landing on my left ear, head, shoulder, and sadly, most sadly of aLL, the piLLow that I had just brought in from the vehicle.

I am no longer sleeping on my piLLow.

Hold it, did I say 'sleeping'? ...um.. what sleep?


Shelly said...

Thanks for sharing a great slice of life piece! Too bad though, about the Dr. Pepper at the end~

Rob Z Tobor said...

I am posting a comment to make sure you are still alive as you are worried about not being ......

When I say not being I have to a assume you are a being in the same nature as I am. Although not in the same place, and I don't drink Dr Peppers in fact to tell the truth I don't even know what it is although I am sure it is available in the UK.

I hope by now the issues of sleep and pillows are resolved. all I can say is avoid stopping there next time....

Are you sure that this was not all just a dream typed out as you slept clutching your Ipad.... Sort of the modern version of sleep walking

esbboston said...

Shelly: At least it was a slightly larger than normal bottle. I was very thirsty, and apparently so was my ear.

Rob: It was 100 percent non-dream. It is now 9:11 AM and I need to get moving, my breakfast is scheduled several miles away, and I desparately need coffee. I am not sure what the availability is for Dr Pepper in the UK. I know I have a difficult time trying to find Brazilian guarana based Antarctica soft drink in the United States of Non-Brasil. Dr Pepper is quite popular in my part of the world. I think their headquarters are nearby in the Dallas area.

fmcgmccllc said...

When I drank soda pop it was Vernors or Dr. Pepper with the odd root beer thrown in.

Now I am sneaking in a very random San Pelligrino as I am not supposed to be carbonated.

Mia said...

Fear not. I will hack into your account and tell everybody that you are dead. Nobody will believe it and think you are joking so I will make it sound like you are joking to make it more believable.

Unless you are already dead and somebody hacked into your account to write this post.

esbboston said...

Mia: Hah! I loved your comment, but then again MAYBE Ernest is already dead and this is reaLLy Mia writing this comment right now(?) .... Sneaky? Notice that Ernest hasn't posted a new blog post in a few days .....

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