Typhoon brings cabin fever…
Posted by Haney on September 15, 2008, 8:14 am
So I’ve now been in the confines of my hotel room continuously for 50 odd hours. It’s a small space, but what I sacrifice in square footage I make up in divine acoustical quality. The mark of a fine room is one in which me singing aloud the theme song to “Cheers” creates harmonic tones and pleasant reverb. At one point my cabin fever had me believing that I was actually the original artist chosen to sing this song for the beloved 80’s sit-com. I don’t know for sure who really sang the theme so if anyone ever asks, I did. People probably won’t believe you at first when you tell them you know the guy who honored the drinking establishment where everyone knows your name, but with my two and half days of straight practicing, I think I can make a pretty strong case and bring in some believers.
On an unrelated side note, I’ve made friends with the potentially disease carrying mosquito that has decided to seek refuge in my room. Sure, we had our differences at first, but we worked things out and now I think we’ve come to respect one another and our diversity. I spent the entire first day doing all that I could to kill my new friend. At one point I think I may have fractured a rib after falling off of the desktop I was standing on to try and swat at Ralph (I’ve named him) who was perched on the ceiling. Ralph, if you’re reading this, just like I already explained buddy, it was a misunderstanding and my assassination attempt took place before I had a chance to really get to know you. Did I befriend Ralph due to his charming personality? Yes and no. Mostly no. It was mainly because after I Googled “mosquito” I learned that Ralph is probably poised to inject me with something my American immune system is not prepared to handle. Ralph and I don’t have the most affectionate relationship, as we barely even see each other. But when I do see him hovering around the light in my bathroom I give him a “what’s up”, and remind him that I won’t reach for the rolled up magazine as long as he is happy to remain where he is. Besides, I’ve grown tired of the constant buzzing sound the min-fridge in the room makes, so Ralph’s slightly different constant buzzing sound is a welcome change.




