Countdown to Surreality, Part 62
The most amusing thing about this room I have at the Ritz-Carlton is:
I'm not even sleeping in it! I got here at 10 AM and am leaving at 5 this afternoon. Most of the time I'll be downstairs in a conference call doing interviews. I don't even have time to try to smash the grand piano to smithereens or toss a Queen Anne chair out the window!
I am, however, going to sit in the tub watching the big-screen TV mounted over it on my lunch break. Which is now.
Tonight - well, early early early tomorrow morning, technically - I arrive in Dallas.