It's so weird.
It's like my brain is empty.
I could go see a movie. Then again, I like the theaters in the 'cities much better.
I could go bowling.
I could surf the internet for porn, except the company has SurfControl (The Ed Meese of net nannies) installed.
I could go to a strip club, but there aren't any for 50 miles in any direction.
I could have friends over to sit in the hot tub and tell spooky stories, but all my friends are 60 miles away or more.
I gould get some booze and drink heavily, but that would be bad for me.
I think I'll go back to the hotel and read Watchmen some more.
And I did pick up a new Repairman Jack novel.
That should be sufficient to keep my mind out of the gutter, right?