Oh yeah! Look at me stylin’ in my Pimp Robe! This is how I roll, thanks to the Hotel Monaco!

Mysteriously, on my last night in Hotel Bizarro, my room mate’s name changed. I don’t know if it was my idle threat to take Zack down to Pike Place market where they throw fish around, or if the striped walls finally made him commit suicide. Some time beteween Friday morning and Friday night my fish’s name mysteriously became “Fonzie”.

I will have to make sure and check the bill closely to see if I get charged for Zack. (I am sure I would get charged for taking the Pimpin’ robe. Sadly, I left it behind.)

Author: frenchy