The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

A tale of two televisions

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Yeah, so, I’m chilling in the hotel room that is going to be my home for the next couple of days in Anaheim, and I just noticed something odd.

This hotel room has two TVs. Two TVs!

We don’t have two TVs at home. This is just silly. The hotel room is not that big, yet there are two TVs. Well, I’m sure by Tuesday David will be on one side of the room watching the news, while I’m on the other side of the room watching “Lost.”

Also, this room features complimentary Bath & Body Works shampoo and conditioner. The scent is coconut-lime. Now, my hair smells like a margarita. It has smelled like a margarita before, but that’s usually because I threw up in my hair after drinking too many margaritas.

Oh, I know what you are thinking, “Hey The Sonia Show, why the hell are in a hotel in Anaheim?” Funny you should ask …

David’s cool job has a booth at SolidWorks World at the Anaheim Convention Center right across the street from Disneyland, so he and a few of his coworkers are working this week at the convention. His job was kind enough to let me tag along, and my job was kind enough to let me work from the hotel.

The timing is perfect, because last week we discovered a leak in our bedroom. The bedroom carpet is wet, and there’s mildew and — oh yes — a horrible mildew smell to go with it. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning we had various people coming in and out of the apartment working on the problem, and a humidifier is running in our bedroom 24/7. The smell has gotten so terrible that David moved our bed into the living room.

Getting out of the apartment for a few days is just what everyone needs. The workers can find and fix the leak, air out the room and repair the carpet while we are away. No one will be inconvenienced. Homer, by the way, did not come to Anaheim. He is being spoiled by my mom right now. It’s a win-win situation for everyone involved.

We flew into the John Wayne Airport this morning from SFO. There were a bunch of motocross dudes on the plane with us. I think David and I were the only ones on the plane not sponsored by an energy drink. They were all wearing their Rock Star energy drink gear. Actually, David might be sponsored by an energy drink, but he just doesn’t broadcast it like those guys.

Yes, that's me hugging John Wayne's led. And yes, I'm aware that this photo makes me look like I've got ass to spare ...

Oh, one more thing, I bought a new lipstick. I’ve been wearing the same color for — no joke — 10 years. I figured it was time for a change. What do you guys think?

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Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/mocker/goober/mother in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, podcast, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

5 thoughts on “A tale of two televisions

  1. “It has smelled like a margarita before, but that’s usually because I threw up in my hair after drinking too many margaritas.”

    I’m so proud to have you as my boss.

  2. Please provide a shot of the view from your hotel window. I like to know these things.

  3. Ha! Depends on what floor you’re on!

  4. There is obviously a great deal to understand about this. I do think you made a quality points in Features as well.

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