See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me

It seems like every store, hotel, or restaurant that I walk into these days has “background music” playing much too loud and many pump in their overbearing “signature scent,” throwing me into an asthma attack. Am I the only party pooper?

Marriott Security Breakdown Gets Me Out of Bed (updated)

At 1:36 AM last night, I awoke to someone breaking into my room at the Cambridge Marriott hotel, outside of Boston. I heard the door slam open against the “visitor latch” that lets you open the door a bit to see who is outside. I jumped out of bed with my heart pounding, pulled on my pants and dialed 0 to have them send security to my room.