Mel Brooks and Harvey Korman in High Anxiety
As many of you may have noticed through the years following this blog site, the titles of my blogs themselves are every bit as important to me as the content that follows; maybe even more so. It’s just so fun to let a title pop into my head after deciding what I would write about that day. The true classics; “If I’m Your Honey, Why Am I Still Paying for Breakfast?”, “AH….HELLO……IT’S THE ROAD TO THE BAT CAVE…..DUH!,” and “Viva, Las Bullshit” to name a few. They still make me smile.
This year, when deciding to write a blog about living and sleeping out of a hotel for an extended period of time, the title “Bedlam” popped into my head. In reality, the word Bedlam doesn’t describe a bed or place to sleep, but when we look up the exact definition, is there any word in the English language that deserves to appear in this blog space more so than Bedlam?
From Merriam/Webster (Thanks)
One further note; the word Bedlam is derived from the popular name for the Hospital of St. Mary of Bethlehem, London, England; an asylum for the mentally ill.
“I’m just saying!”
I’m not sure where I first heard this word, or why it resides in my memory. I could have gotten it from some old TV show, Star Trek or Batman, or I may have gotten it from something my Father used to say, but I like it; like a fish likes water.
If I had continued on with this blog about hotels, I would have followed up on my two most important questions from when I was a much younger man and only staying in a hotel for one night on a very, very rare occasion; One, who’s the Doofus who actually unpacks all their stuff, and places it in a drawer neatly, and Two, why is there a bible in the drawer of every room, even mentioned in the Beatles song, Rocky Raccoon.
Now that I’m older, it turns out the Doofus actually unpacking is me, as I often have an extended stay at the hotel, but why are there no Bibles in the drawers anymore (no jokes about trump selling them…..until later in the blog series).
I’m not sure how I got to this point of the blog……
It’s just pure Bedlam!
Zulu Delta 45 