Sep 11, 2009 | Joanne:
I run a major hotel and was wondering if I should sell shower curtains that have clung to celebrities nipples?
Like the time Shirley Bassey stayed over - I'm sure her breasts would have mashed the cubicle walls and curtain - I could have sold that on e-bay and donated the proceeds to a charity for the...
A: how about selling their sex stained bed sheets instead. might be able to reproduce from the stains.... yuk!
Aug 20, 2007 | Craig W:
Hotel shower curtain?
Where can one buy a shower curtain that is as thick and heavy as the ones in nice hotels?
A: I hope some of these help you out. The roller rings are a great addition.
http://www.bedbathstore.com/fabshowcurli .html?sendroicid=1a5d29dc-4637-4b24-94b9...
San Diego & Mexico (weeks 23 & 24)
It all started Friday morning when DH decided to check in for our flight (24 hours in advance). There were problems with our reference number as we did change the flight about 3 weeks ago, but it was showing the old flight and DH spent 4 hours on the phone with the airline and the company through which we ordered the tickets. Finally, by noon the problem was resolved, but I was pissed. On top of it, my boss was really stressed out as we had lots to finish and he wanted to go home at a decent time on Friday, and to tell you the truth, I told myself that I'll probably be there until midnight, so leaving at the same time as I leave every day (although late for Friday) was a bonus. When DH picked me up from the train we decided to go out to eat as there was nothing in our fridge, then we went to a grocery store to pick up some food for the flight (the smartest move ever) and finished packing. By the time everything was said and done it was 1 a.m. and my BIL was picking us up at 4:45 a.m....
Wedding Day
The night before the wedding, Rob sequestered himself to his own room to finish writing his speech and I found myself sitting around sipping fine Scotch with three Brits discussing mountaineering and walking the foot hills in Britain. I felt proper British that night. By the end of the conversation I felt I should've been saying phrases like Poppycock and Govnor. Today my voice is just about gone. The Brits were in love with my sexy American accent and I often found myself surrounded by them, wanting to discuss politics and World War II. For a solid 5 hour period I was engaged in heavy conversation where most of us agreed, Bush and Tony Blair were sort of diabolical idiots, Churchhill and FDR were probably the greatest politicians in the past century, and depending on who's telling the story, both the Brits and Americans got their asses saved by the other country in various wars. I've had a fantastic time and want to come back and see more of England and possibly hit up Ireland, Scotland,...
