Coffee - a morning ritual

So, here I am. In a motel. Drinking substandard coffee. Even two sugars didn't make it palatable. But when you are desperate and it's all you have, then the taste is Nirvana. Is there some unspoken motel law that states that pipes are loud. That people get up at 5AM and shower and we hear EVERYTHING? That all the coffee, filters and fixings come in cellophane wrapping that sounds louder than a bugle and ricochets off the walls until we ALL are up? And that there is nothing on T.V. that is appropriate for kids to watch and we end up watching a John Wayne movie, The Horse Riders, which made absolutely NO sense to me? I still don't understand the POINT of the movie. Some one want to clue me in?? And was 'some one' supposed to be one word? And electrical sockets! How come they are all on the opposite side of the room from a table so I can't even use my computer in comfort? NooOOOoo, I'm on a bed, trying to balance things while trying to ignore Jimmy Neutron and now Fairly Odd Parents. I swear, vacations can make your brain de-evolve. Maybe that is why it's relaxing?? ::SNORT:: I simply MUST visit a book store at some point to reassert my sanity. In the meantime, Happy 4th of July all. Hope your plans provide entertainment while being safe at the same time. And may you still get quality SLEEP. Since I didn't get much last night, it's high on my To-Do list. ;-)