THE WHOLE WORLD
STARTS AT 7:30
Today I awoke, in Germantown, at some
stinky hotel - their flimsy version of a
'Continental' breakfast made me dizzy.
Badly-made coffee, and a creepy roll.
Buttered, but only if you wanted it so
and asked. It must have been the 'lost'
continent, of Atlantis, that one.
The guy behind the masked counter said,
'why's your hair so long and why don't you
ever shave?'. Like it was sinful to be me, or
something accusatory. I smiled, calmly stating,
'my elegance, sir is religious, and stems from
my own private beliefs. I do not bother you, and
I ask the same from you. Thanks.' He was really
bothered by that. I told him there was a fine woman
up in my room. 'You done with her then already?'
he asked. I smiled, and said, 'yes, sir, thanks. We
just talked for a awhile.' He laughed.
I turned to walk away, and thought better of it. Turning
back to him, wanting to tweak him, I said, 'And, kind sir,
I know what you are thinking, but I am quite fast. Take
that Bible, Gideon's, on your counter. Look at the next
to the last line in Revelation. That is about me.'
I walked away, and as I did so, I heard him, after
opening the Bible, let out a huge laugh. 'Surely!',
he exclaimed, 'it says 'Surely, I come quickly!'