Just in the Nick of Time: A History of Interesting Idioms and Colloquial Phrases – Part 5

We have reached the halfway point in our ten part series where we investigate the history behind some of the most interesting idioms and those clever colloquial phrases that we all use but never take the time to find out what they really mean. Some of my favorites from the series so far have been “Mad as a Hatter” (from Part 1), “Down in the Dumps” (from Part 2), “Cat got your Tongue” (from Part 3), and “Quitting Cold Turkey” (from Part 4). Today’s six idioms/phrases will have a central theme. Today we will discuss: “Go the whole nine yards“, “Raining cats and dogs“, “Face the Music“, “Madder than a wet sitting hen“, “Now you’re cooking with Peanut Oil“, and “What in tarnation“.



 

“Go the whole nine yards” – 

Origin: What should have been one of the easiest ones to answer, the colloquial American phrase “go the whole nine yards” has been described by Yale’s librarian Fred Shapiro as “the most prominent etymological riddle of our time”. The most commonly offered explanation for the phrase was that the gun belts used on aircraft machine guns were nine yards long; thusly why someone would say ‘give them the whole nine yards’. Sadly the phrase predates World War II and the standard belt for guns used in World War I was ‘seven yards’. Another explanation is that it is a unit of fabric measurement because skeins of fabric were routinely sold in lengths of nine (or some other multiple of three yards). In an article in the New Albany Daily Ledger in Indiana, an article called “The Judge’s Big Shirt” uses the phrase to describe a woman making three shirts; instead of three “she has put the whole nine yards into one shirt!” This phrase was used for the next 7 years in that same newspaper. Whether this or the measurement of the unfurled square-rigged sails of full-rigged sailing ships…no one knows.

Meaning: Everything, the whole lot; or when used as an adjective, “all the way”.



“Raining Cats and Dogs” – 

Origin: There is no definitive origin for the phrase “it’s raining cats and dogs” but just because the precise origin is not known….doesn’t mean that we can’t speculate. The phrase’s origin can definitely be traced to the 17th century, and we definitely know that there has never been any reports of cats and dogs falling from the sky during a storm (despite the occasional frog or fish that has been swept up into a cyclone and thusly brought back down to earth during the storm). More than likely the source of the saying is in dead animals and other debris being washed up into the streets after a heavy rain. Another proposed story could be cats being seen falling past a window after slipping off of a roof during a heavy rain storm. Either of these scenarios could be a grand possibility but there is no definitive way of knowing. Either way its a fun phrase in which we can also have fun speculating the origin.

Meaning: Heavy falling rainstorm.



“Face the Music” – 

Origin: With imagery so concise, you would think that there would be a definitive answer as to what the origin of the phrase “Face the Music” would be, but alas there is not. There are three equally interesting, plausible possibilities that could definitely be within the realm of possibility. The first possibility is that the phrase is based on a tradition of disgraced officers being ‘drummed out’ of their regiment. This would be a ceremony where the drummers would play while the officer was stripped of his title and then he would have to ‘face the music’ as he walked away. The second theory is that it was a theatrical term that meant that actors who were asked to ‘face the music’, were asked to quite literally face the orchestra pit while on stage. The third and slightly more interesting theory is that while during a performance

Meaning: Face the consequences of your action’s.



“Madder than a wet sitting hen”

Origin: If you or your grandma is from the Southeastern part of the United States then you’ve probably heard her or someone else say “I’m madder than a wet sitting hen”. Though there is no exact origin or written proof, the complex metaphor that describes someone who is raging mad is said to have originated in the Appalachian mountains. This phrase derived from the fact that hen’s become quite agitated if and when they get wet. I’m not sure how long it took someone to come to that conclusion but I would hate to be on the receiving end of that upset chicken.

Meaning: Phrase used to express the intensity of someone’s anger.



“Now you’re cooking with peanut oil” – 

Origin: An idiom that has since been made popular by the Duck Dynasty Robertson family patriarch; but the phrase has been around in one form or another, for many years. In the American South, the phrase has taken many forms: “Now we’re cooking with gas”, “now we’re cooking with Crisco”, and many others but the phrase’s definite origin is not necessary a definitely one. The only thing that we know is that the phrase works due to the high smoke point of peanut oil and is used in higher temperature cooking.

Meaning: A colloquial way of showing approval.



“What in Tarnation?” – 

Origin: This idiom, like the central theme of all of these idioms from this post, do not have definite origins. As for United States ‘Southerners’ this specific saying has been around for as long as they can remember. The term ‘tarnation’ originated in the late 1700s as a euphemism for the less offensive ‘damnation’. In the 1700s, the phrase “what in tarnation” would have been something similar to a slightly offensive phrase used currently: ‘what the hell?’. So whether its to replace ‘damnation’ or ‘plainly asking ‘what in the place where you are damned’….either way, I’d rather not visit Tarnation.

Meaning: An idiom used as a rhetorical question that literally means ‘what in damnation?’.



 

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Just in the Nick of Time: A History of Interesting Idioms and Colloquial Phrases – Part 1

I’m sure that you’ve heard some sweet Southern lady say, “well bless your heart.” And based on whatever part of the United States that you are from, you have heard many interesting colloquial sayings or idioms that we use but don’t put that much thought into their actual meaning. Sadly most of us don’t put in the elbow grease to dig deep into the background and find out the actual meaning of these colorful additions to our lexicon. Well thankfully for you, I’m just nosey enough and love the English language enough to have a true conviction to want to know. Make sure you read all of the 10 part investigatory series to find out the meaning behind the most commonly used idioms in the United States.

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In our first blog of the series, we’ll investigate the history behind some extremely interesting idioms and colloquial phrases: “Just in the Nick of Time“, “Well I’ll be John Brown/Browned“, “Bury the Hatchet“, “Butter someone up“, “Mad as a Hatter” and “More than you can shake a stick at”.



“Just in the Nick of Time” – 

Origin: Despite what it seems, arriving in the ‘nick’ of time does not involve a guy named Nick. In 13th and 14th century England, the idiom ‘in the nick of time’ appeared and the nick was meant to represent a notch or small cut. This is synonymous with precision timing. These notches or tally marks were used to measure time or to keep score in a game. As time went on these ‘nicks’ referred to the pre-marked ‘nicks’ on a watch or clock that keeps the watch precisely adjusted.

Meaning: To be ‘just in time; or arrive at ‘the precise moment’.



“Well I’ll be John Brown/Browned” – 

Origin: You have most likely heard the colloquial phrase “Well I’ll be John Brown/Browned” if you live in the South. You would think that to have such a specific name in a phrase must have its origins to a specific person. If you wondered that, then you would be right. John Brown was an abolitionist in the 1800s who attempted to lead a slave rebellion by raiding the federal armory in Harpers Ferry, Virginia. This led to John Brown’s hanging in 1859. The use of the phrase “I’ll be John Browned was used to mean that someone’s involvement in something would lead to their hanging and/or imminent death. Years went by and people used the term to mean that they would be damned. When using the current terminology, “Well I’ll be John Brown” is interpreted that that something is a surprise.

Meaning: “Well I’ll be d*mned”



“Bury the hatchet”

Origin: The figurative expression of ‘burying the hatchet’ is based on a literal custom. Early American Indian Chiefs, upon reaching a peace agreement, would quite literally bury weapons to signify the peace between the two tribes. The literal ‘burial’ of the hatchet would mean that they would not have a way to fight one another, after the articles of peace had been agreed upon.

Meaning: To settle the differences between adversaries.



“Butter someone up”

Origin: For many years, it has been the belief that to ‘butter someone up’ meant that you were laying on flattery as thick as butter on bread but the idiom is actually much older than that. The idiom is actually based on an ancient Indian custom of ‘throwing balls of ghee (a clarified butter used in Indian cooking) at the statues of the gods’ to receive blessings from them. The Tibetan people also created butter sculptures during New Year (a tradition which can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty) to receive peace and happiness during the next year. SO the idiom buttering someone up actually refers to the quite literal ‘buttering’ of gods.

Meaning: To flatter someone in order to receive special favor.



“Mad as a Hatter”

Origin: You may have thought you knew where this one came from but the origin will surprise you. Lewis Caroll’s book Alice in Wonderland, may have had a Mad Hatter (quite literally a hatter who was mad) but the origins of the idiom ‘mad as a hatter’ finds its origins in 17th and 18th century France. In 17th century France, mercury was used to aid in forming hat felt. The hat makers would become poisoned and the symptoms made the hatters appear to be mad. The “Mad Hatter Disease” thusly was used as term of mental instability and thusly the ‘mad as a hatter’ idiom was born.

Meaning: To appear to be mad/crazy.


“More than you can shake a stick at.” 

Origin: The origin of the idiom ‘more than you can shake a stick at’ is two fold. The idiom had been a shepherding term that referred to a shepherd/farmer who had more sheep than they could control/count with their wooden staff. This was the origin of the phrase but American generals in the Revolutionary War started using the expression to justify a battle loss after George Washington waved a ceremonial wooden sword over the British troops that they had recently defeated. The generals would say that ‘they had more men to fight than you could wave a stick at’ to make an excuse for their failure on the field of battle. Over time the idiom began to be used to reference an excess or abundance of something.

Meaning: Having an over abundance of something; immeasurable.


Make sure that you check out “Just in the Nick of Time: A History of Interesting Idioms and Colloquial Phrases – Part 2”.


 

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Wolverine’s Wednesday Whips: NASCAR edition

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The first thought that comes to mind when most Americans outside of the South think about NASCAR is not moon shining. Over the years the media has portrayed NASCAR as the Redneck’s sport of choice. Excuse me…they wouldn’t use the word sport. Even though I am not an avid NASCAR fan, NASCAR is a celebrated competition that is as American as apple pie. So grab your smoked turkey leg, crack your Bud Light and let’s drive down pit row to investigate this misunderstood ‘sport’.

Nascar_race_from_the_1950sEver since the invent of the automobile, we have tried to make them better and faster. Making them faster means that someone has to be the fastest. From the first automobie race held in the United States that was sponsored by a Chicago newspaper in 1895 to the 20s and 30s when the United States became the place to race. After Daytona Beach, FL 1963_Ford_Galaxie_NASCARbecame the go to place for fast-round track style racing while the Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah had become synonymous as locations to break speed records. Years after Bill France Sr. moved to Florida to better himself during the Great Depression; he founded the National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing after racers needed a legitimate promotion since a lot of charlatans were promoting racing events and skipping town before ever paying the racers their winnings. France sat down with other influential racers and promoters in late 1947 to iron out sanctions, standardize rules, create a schedule, and a ‘final championship’. This led to rules being scribbled down on a bar room napkin and the creation of the “NASCAR” league in early 1948.

NASCAR_43From 1948 on, NASCAR grew in popularity. With greats like Cale Yarborough, Richard Petty, Dale Earnhardt Sr, to current champions like Chase Elliott, Dale Earnhart Jr, Jimmie Johnson and even the recently retired Jeff Gordon; racers have immense fan bases while merchandise sales (hats, shirts, jackets, replica cars) are a multi-million dollar asset to the NASCAR brand. So how can a sport that has been around since the invent of the automobile and having been organized since 1948 get such a bad rap? How does a sport with a yearly revenue of over $3 billion with an estimated 75 million fans world wide over 3.6 million individual attendants of races worldwide still get a bad rap?

People outside of the set demographic just don’t understand NASCAR. I myself am not a huge fan because I would rather watch drag racing (which is a completely different and misunderstood entity) or football for that matter; but NASCAR has not been targeted to all Americans. In the 1970s, the demographic was the blue collar Americans (specifically
Dale_Earnhardt_Jr_carSoutherners) who enjoyed the cold Budweiser and Winston cigarettes who proudly sponsored the events. Maybe the negative views came from the fact that stock car racing in the United States can trace its origins back to these Southern ‘shine runners’ who boasted about having the fastest car after prohibition. The possibilities are endless as to why you wouldn’t like NASCAR and maybe you’ll just end up being one of those cynical people that makes jokes about going fast and turning left; but, if you attend a race then you’ll be on your feet with a drink in one hand and a smoked turkey leg in the other…screaming for your favorite driver to wheel his numbered car to the finish line before all of the other numbered cars.

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The Obligatory Thanksgiving Blog

Thanksgiving is a time of mixed bag of emotions for most Americans. There are those of us who are privy to the ugly truth of the original Thanksgiving dinner wasn’t that pretty for the Native Americans. Then you have the sadness of loved ones that aren’t with you this year. Ultimately Thanksgiving time should be a time of giving Thanks. A time to realize the blessings that have been bestowed upon us and spend time with those that we love.

This year, I make a choice to say some of the things that I am truly grateful for…since we know that I love to make a list of things. 🙂

I am thankful for my salvation and for God. Whether you are a Christian and believe in the Judeo-Christian God as I do, a Pastafarianism who worships the Flying Spaghetti monster, or if you are an atheist; I respect your belief in something (or nothing at all) and I hope that you respect mine. God has blessed me beyond belief and I would be remiss to not include God in this list.

I am very blessed to have a lovely family (both immediate and by marriage). I am very thankful for them and the beauty that they bring to my life. I am thankful for a beautiful and supportive wife who has blessed me with a son that no one could have ever told me would bring so much pride and happiness. I am thankful to have parents who are not only wonderful, supporting people but they are my biggest fans. They are proud of everything that we do and support the decisions that we make.

I am thankful to have a small yet amazing group of friends and acquaintances that bring a joy to my life that is inexplicable. Their presence in my life brings balance to anything else that might lack. Over the years, we may not always see one another like we want to but know that I love you all and do thank God for you.

I am thankful to be an American. I am thankful to be an American despite any embarrassment that I am might feel due to the negative political climate in this country. I feel that I am blessed to be able to enjoy these particular set of freedoms that I think that we sometimes take for granted.

I am thankful for relatively good health and sanity. I may not have the perfect body but I am so blessed and so glad to have my health and sanity. I never look down on anyone with a disability but it makes you realize just how lucky we are…..just being able to wake up and walk around. These little things are taken for granted and it is a blessing and a privilege.

Along with being thankful for sanity, I am thankful and oh so blessed to have had an education. My parents worked extra hard to send me to college and I am so thankful for that. I am thankful for the education that I received which fueled a lifetime love for reading and writing. For the education which led to a degree that allowed me to work in a job that stresses me to no end….but I do love it.

I am thankful for entertainment. As corny as that may sound; I am thankful for the things that I have in my that make me happy. Without He-Man,  Washington Redskins football, music, comic books, Doctor Who, Wrestling (aka Sports entertainment), and any other random fandom or part of pop culture that entertains me; just imagine how boring life would be. These forms of entertainment help keep me sane and gives a welcome break from the mundanity of our every day lives.

I am thankful for you. The select few that chose to read these blogs. No matter how few of you that there are….I am thankful you. I am thankful that you search for knowledge and entertainment in other places. I am thankful that you believe in me. Thank you for allowing my voice to be heard!

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Thor’s Thursday Tour: Mama Dips of Chapel Hill

carolina-thorInside one of the three corners of the Research Triangle Park in the piedmont region of North Carolina lies a quaint yet legendary southern food restaurant that has been serving Chapel Hill since 1976. Thor had heard of the legend from fan’s of his favorite college football team: The North Carolina Tar Heels. The restaurant has been an after game ritual for many Tar Heel fans and Thor had to experience this himself.

Thor sadly witnessed his beloved Tar Heels lose at the hands of the much-loathed Duke Blue Devils; so he and his fellow Tar Heel Fans were in need of some food that would bring happiness to tattered hearts. mama-dips-logoIt was a good thing that Thor was within walking distance of Mama Dips. The southern food restaurant was waiting with open arms to greet the defeated Tar Heel fans and the smell of their home made sweet potato biscuits permeated the air as they walked through the door. Thor ordered their juicy fried chicken and as many fixings as he could imagine. The delicious home cooked taste warmed his heart and refueled his Godly body. Thor devoured his meal and two baskets of those delicious smelling sweet potato biscuits which he liberally slathered with butter.

mama-dips-foodAfter his meal was disposed of, his waitress brought forth a platter of deserts to assuage the sweet tooth that he thought could never be satisfied. Upon his request the chocolate pecan pie covered with a heavy dollop of vanilla ice cream satisfied any assuaged sweet tooth. An opportunity to experience such stupefyingly delectable fare brought joy to his defeated heart and made the Tar Heels defeat taste a little better in his mouth. He flew back to Asgard to tell his brethren of the goodness that he had experienced at Mama Dips. He knew that he would return as soon as his next group of adventures relented and allowed him the free time to wander his beloved Earth realm once more.

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Thor was called to wield Mjolnir into action due to one of his compatriots trying to steal his sweet potato biscuits. 

Thor’s Thursday Tour: Holland’s Shelter Creek

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frog-legsSometimes you want to break away from the norm. Sometimes you want to go somewhere where everyone knows your name. Sometimes you want to experience something that you have never experienced before. Sometimes that something is frog legs. Well not just delicious golden brown, deep fried frog legs but fresh, delicious seafood in general. When you’re the God of Thunder, you can go anywhere in the known universe but why go to Jotunheim to eat popsicles with the Frost Giants or play miniature golf with the Dwarves of Nidavellir when you could eat seafood beside of the extremely photogenic Northeast Cape Fear River while watching hummingbirds drink sugary water from feeders hung at precise locations on the outside of your eating establishment? That’s right, you wouldn’t. You would travel to Burgaw, NC to eat delicious seafood.

The God of Thunder needs a break from time to img_0601time. And sometimes the breaks that he needs is from the hustle and bustle of his busy and sometimes chaotic life. Someone on one of his last trips to Eastern North Carolina told him about some of the best seafood that they had ever had being right down the road. At that point, Thor had to get back to Asgard (and Iron Man said that he was trying to watch his fried food intake) so the seafood trip was saved for another day. But luckily for him that day was today. Thor entered the rustic establishment and made his order at wooden tables with old fashioned ladder back chairs. He had to have a seafooddelicious bowl of spicy catfish stew with a plate of frog legs, cajun spiced fried catfish,  big pile of sea scallops piled upon a mountain of crinkle cut french fries. As he dipped his last hushpuppy in butter and drank the last sip of his southernly delicious sweet tea, he walked past through the eclectically decorated restaurant past the stuffed grizzly bear and again joined the outside world. He held his hammer into the sky as he called for Heimdall to bring him back home to Asgard. Heimdall’s only issue was that he realized that Thor had forgotten to bring him a cup of clam chowder. There is always next time Heimdall…always next time.

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Antique Archeology in Nashville

IMG_0355.JPGThe capitol of the United States state of Tennessee is the fifth largest city in the United States and is home to many of America’s most famous sites and scenes. Besides being home to the Gibson guitar company and housing offices for all four major music labels (due primarily to the fact that Nashville is the second largest music producing center (second to New York City, New York, USA)), this ‘home of country music’ is home to countless celebrities but on a recent trip to this musical mecca; I found myself wanting to visit just one place: the Nashville Antique Archeology store.

IMG_0359As a long time fan of the TV show “American Pickers”, I was intrigued to see some of the items that Mike and Frank had ‘picked’ throughout the years. I more than anything just wanted to see if it was all real (or was like other reality shows (ie Pawn Stars) was less reality and more of a staged ‘not-so-real’ity show. I was pleased to see that the building was in fact real and upon entering the store began seeing the picked treasured that I had seen on TV. The sad reality of the business was that the store was less of an antique store to most of its visitors and more of a popular tourist destination. A tourist destination that is complete with T-shirts, stickers, mugs and lots of other things that whatever selected portion of the 14.1 million people that visit Nashville annually want to purchase. The extremely popular TV show’s store front is extremely popular with Nashville’s visitors and I fell right into that category (complete with touristy T-shirt and stickers purchases).

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As you can see, the items that they have picked during the shows duration are real (although priced ridiculously high) and as far as I can tell (added to the ten minutes I spent researching on Google); the show is actually real. So…thank you Mike and Frank. You keep on picking America, and I’ll keep watching. Now I just have to figure out an excuse to go to Iowa. 🙂

Love, peace, and chicken grease;

– Chris

Thor’s Thursday Tour: Nashville, TN

johnny cash graveSo upon Thor’s many escapades on Earth, Captain America had introduced him to a human Country musician and pop culture icon, Johnny Cash. He listened to his music and had learned a lot about the Southern culture during his adventures in North and South Carolina, so off he went to Nashville, TN. He flew in first to Hendersonville, TN to pay his respects to Johnny and his wife June Carter Cash in their final Earthly resting place at the Hendersonville Memorial Gardens.

After Thor had paid his respects to the Man in Black, he flew off to Music Row to see the thor with owen bradleysights and hear the sounds. The streets are crowded and the hustling tourists push past Thor as he takes in the Tennessee town’s tantalizing attractions. The neon lights of downtown Nashville shined brighter than the July summer sun and Thor thought that this town was turning out to be one of the most interesting towns in all of the Nine Realms. The humans on Midgard had brought aspects of different aspects of the musical stylings that lived in the town; as well as appreciated the artist integrity of the town.

Thor was beginning to feel a god-sized hunger take hold of his body and asked a local IMG_0380Midgardian about a quintessential Nashville establishment and was reassured of the validity of one of Nashville’s most famous delicacies: hot chicken. He struck out towards the world famous Prince’s Hot Chicken Shack. The James Beard Award-winning restaurant is in a small strip mall on Ewing Dr in Nashville but the exterior is merely a false facade for what delicious deep-fried poultry are slovenly plunked down upon a piece of white loaf bread and topped with a bread-and-butter pickle. Thor stood in the line that meandered around the small restaurant but was greeted with a smile by the cashier taking the orders. He didn’t order the hottest chicken that he could because he had heard rumors of their face melting IMG_0384spices. He placed his order and waited patiently as his mouth salivated. The anticipation was about to climax and Thor was beginning to lose his patience when his number was finally called. He sat down at the cloth covered table to begin his meal. The bouquet of spices permeated the air; so he dug in. The delicious chicken was only highlighted by the seasoning that was almost massaged into Prince’s award winning poultry. All was right with the world. Even though the spices burned his tongue, the flavor continued his brain to allow him to take in another morsel.

Before he knew it, the chicken and sides were gone. His plate was left with just the picked and dissected carcass; and he decided to continue on his adventure through the town. He meandered through the streets and took in the beautiful architecture that highlighted the people’s beautiful disposition.

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Thor’s Thursday Tour

rainbow bridge.jpgThor is a busy god. One day he’s out fighting the Clone Ragnarok with the Hulk on Planet Hulk after recapturing his conniving brother Loki back into prison only after meeting up with Jane for a date on the French Riviera. Thor needs a vacation. But not just any vacation will do for our blonde hair future king of Asgard. Nay nay. We need a vacation fit for a king. Thor walks to the end of the Rainbow Bridge and Heimdall knows exactly where Thor should go.

museum .jpgThor lands down in Cherokee, NC amongst the beautiful trees of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. He takes a breath of fresh air and starts to take in his surroundings. He travels to the Museum of the Cherokee Indian to learn about the history of the people who live in this area. He walks through the streets and sees the shops but as we all know, Thor’s biggest enemy is his stomach. He has to find food fast and sees the Kobe Express of Cherokee and Thor tastes some of the most delicious sushi that he has ever had in his life.

harrahs.jpgHe fills his barren belly and sees a large building in the distance. He gets closer to find that it is the Harrah’s Cherokee Hotel and Casino.  He enters the facility after booking a room and tries his luck at the video slot machines. As Thor is an intelligent creature, he is angered when he does not win but he is relentless. Thor continues on and finds himself at the card tables and just strikes even. Thor realizes that he is hungry again and his card dealer tells him about the grand Chef’s Stage Buffet.

Thor stuffs himself with steak, seafood, and everything else that his hunger could desire.

He walks himself back to his luscious motel room in the Soco Tower and relaxes on the comfortable queen sized bed.

He awakens to begin his day again and finds his way to the breakfast buffet where he instructs the chef that he should probably bring out another pan of bacon. As he stares out the window at the beautiful stream that flows beside the hotel, he doesn’t think he ever wants to leave.

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