Aardvark
Identifies as okie-dokie
Side story.
When the '02 storm hit, the band I was in was doing 6 nights I'm a row at O'Hare's in the Holiday Inn Woodlawn in Charlotte. We got there fine. Storm hit not long after.
Suddenly we were trapped in an 80s era hotel for 6 days. Literally we were able to walk to a couple of joints in the area for food but that was about it.
We played to about 4 people per night until Saturday (the last night).
I may have been just about the most miserable week of my life. The band was considered "the help". So we couldn't just hang out in the restaurant, gym, etc.
There was a Duncan Doughnuts right in front of the place. They had breakfast sandwiches. I would buy two... one for breakfast and one for lunch. And, of course, we got doughnuts out of sheer boredom. I didn't eat doughnuts for the longest time. It was so frozen that going across the street to BW3 was treacherous.
I've never been so out of my mind bored in life. By the third day I was "mall walking" the hotel just for exercise. Yes, THAT bored.
Well I was going to make a joke about y'all never escaping and being dug up by archeologists 5000 years from now who mistake the Holiday Inn for a Holy Entombment Crypt. Madd Magazine did a spoof on something like that and had an artist's rendering of the "High Preistess wearing her Ceremonial Headband" that read: "Sanitized For Your Protection". I tried to find that drawing but it's apparently buried now under mountains of Covid-PPE fashion-wear. So there's another victim of the pandemic: Good laughs lost to the vapor.