W Hotel/Hollywood. This is Sammy and his girlfriend. Sammy is Euro Trash. About 60 and travels the world going to clubs. The cigars here pale in comparison to one he got at a disco in Dubai. The manager had to come in on her day off to apologize to Sammy because his table last night was not to his specifications. Sammy doesn’t work. He “celebrates”. He has “not been up this early in years.” He is miffed if the staff does not know him by name.
On the padded cloth wall of a computer/work carrel on the E concourse at the Minneapolis/St. Paul Airport. Definite “intent to wipe” as evidenced by fingerprints.
DNA on the comforter of the Detroit St. Regis, courtesy of the lovely and talented Dana Lundon from WDVD. She bunked here during a recent blizzard to be close to the station. How can you NOT love women named Dana who take photos of stuff like this (and way worse) in hotel rooms?
The Holiday Inn, Crabtree Valley Mall in Raleigh, with a puked out elevator, courtesy of an airline industry employee.
2/9/11. Eye level, directly above the urinal in the American Airlines Admirals Club at O’Hare. Texture: moist, tacky. Taste: Indistinct but brackish. Conclusion: nasal backwash in the form of a loogy. Suspect may have a recent history of nose bleeds or enjoyed tea or a cola in the previous hour.
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