there's 3 of us in this double occupancy room

So thankfully I didn't have to find that cardboard box with secure wireless. Whatever was wrong last night seems to be fixed today and I am grateful that I remain in the warmth of a hotel room to blog.

And you might be wondering what this is.
Perhaps the touring cast of A Chorus Line is incubating an alien. Perhaps, we are cloning a round of cut dancers for those days when all the covers AND swings are on and so we are down a few dancers to be cut in the opening scene.

Or perhaps my mom is here with me this week.

Maybe it's because she was born at 5 1/2 months and then kept in an incubator for months afterwards, but my mom likes to read like that. Under her sheets and blankets, with a small flashlight providing her just enough light to make out the words in her book.

She chooses to read like that even though the lights are on in the room, like this.
But she remains buried in a cocoon of her own making, like the picture above, so that when I finally turn out the lights it looks like something from the movie Alien.

And it's not just my mom who's visiting this week, either; her puppy, Strider is here, too.
I realize that picture may look a little bit indecent, but believe me--it's better than the other one I took. Just take my word for it.

He is doing great so far. And other than getting himself good and stuck between the driver seat and the shotgun seat during the road trip here yesterday, every thing's gone without a hitch.
He even took a nap with my friend David, right after breakfast. He's become quite a cast favorite here, actually.
And once we wake up Strider, we're going to go try out the hiking here in Connecticut...