Hot-Shower-time-Machine
Dateline: September 2012
Where: Somewhere in the Nevada desert (Las Vegas strip)
Upon entering our uber modern newly renovated Motel 6 room we were taken aback by the sleek modern design of the room including 1940’s pressed wood chairs a formica table with a wall mounted plasma TV and round shelves for the towels all neatly rolled up.
A peak into the bathroom beyond the french doors and we had a circular shower with half curtain and we both immediately uttered Hot-shower-time-machine! We had found the elusive area 51 and it was right off the Vegas strip….a perfect hiding place. This shower reeked of other worldly experiences and I called dibs for first trip back to the 70’s. We both agreed it would be a tough trip because coming back would be analog and there is always the misplaced time machine issue or some other hindrance ..like in the 70’s it was desert and probably a drop off location for ex-mob employees…if you know what I mean… So we decided to hit the strip real time and headed out the door into the present.
Yeah I might have watched him sleep…
So remember when I finally boarded the veryyyy late flight back to Paradise , otherwise known as my hometown but, I digress. So the super reedonqulous hot man I sat next to in the wing aisle (double score) was so hot I found myself nodding off (I was operating off about 12 hours sleep over the past three nights in Vegas) facing Hottie McPottiepants and totally enjoying the view. Thankfully I was not busted in said activity and was able to talk to him when we were awake (not much of the time). I never felt the need to ask his name or tell him mine but just enjoyed the view from my aisle seat as I headed home…
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