First, thank to N. and Brandyllyn for sending me the second best line to ever appear on the internet, right after “I’m in ur ass, savin ur life.” Chris’s Invincible Super-Blog reads an episode of Tarot and the best thing to ever happen to my day occurs at the bottom.
Enjoy. Seriously. Not work safe, but fuck that, it’s Sunday.
And suppose you need a getaway for the holiday weekend (if you’re in the US and in a state that grants Monday off), consider the FantaSuites hotel chain, located in Wisconsin, Indiana, and, my favorite, Bumsville, Minnesota. (Bums? Oh, yah, you betcha!)
You could can sleep in a carriage, in a bed posed to look like it’s in a tree, a 10-sided spaceship bed, or in a makeshift igloo. I can only hope the guy in the sweater is part of the deal because that sweater looks pretty warm and I’d like to borrow it.
I have to say, one of my favorite Yiddish words is ongepotchket, and really, to define it, just close your eyes and pick one of those suites. Wowser.
They need a Tarot suite is all I’m saying.
[Thanks to Elise for the link.]