tiredMy bed at the Crown Plaza was decent; after all it was king size, but one night Mary and I worked so late that I had a bed sandwich for dinner. We finished at the Javits Center after 10:00PM. Then we wandered around the building with a clueless security guard. Only when I suggested he use his walkie-talkie, did someone else point him to the only open door, the employee entrance. He brought us down through the dimly lit basement, which reeked. I tried hard not to retch. When we got back to the hotel, Mary asked if I'd like to join her for dinner, but I declined--I wouldn't have been able to sleep if I ate that late...I had a bed sandwich instead...
One the bright side, I found a pair of really cool, green metal frames I'll be getting at a considerable discount; the lenses will be ultra high tech, cuz I've got connections!