Amazing how our friends can influence us! I landed at a motel I’ve visited many times over the last quarter century… maybe even a bit longer… Heck, I was riding Gold Wings back then and our girl was not even on the horizon yet. For that matter Valkyries had not even been introduced to the world. That motel was a Holiday Inn back then (now a Quality Inn), but it still has that same restaurant and lounge… the Lazy Lizard. Man, I’ve had a memory or two in that place!
I perched my road-weary behind on a bar stool like I’ve done many, many times, and… As usual, I wondered what I should order… I do like variety, you see, and my preference is more often than not something I haven’t ever tried or at least haven’t sampled in a while… My usual brand of beverage didn’t hold much appeal, nor did any of the other best sellers. I was tempted to go for a mixed drink, but I’m really not much of a liquor drinker, so… Then my eye landed on…
Yep, and my recollector muscle conjured up a mental picture of ‘meathead’ striking that pose at his workplace. The one where he’s holding some beer of a certain brand in one hand and some Lysol in the other! “I think I’ll have a Corona, please.” Laughter from nearby patrons who’d overheard that were apparently amused, the ice had been broken, and the merriment began…
Living on the edge…
I don’t consider myself a daredevil or reckless risk taker by any means, but… well, I do like to color outside the lines now and then… in a way that doesn’t put me at odds with the odds of calamity. A few conversations resulted from my arrival, but nothing special… Most of the times I’ve visited that place, things have been rather tame. I ordered the ‘special’ from the restaurant, indulged a wee bit more and called it a night… Oh well, at least I did get a chance to briefly live on the edge!
DDT
