Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Many years ago, John and I stayed in a hotel where actual ducks lived on the top floor and everyday a man would march them from the elevator to a fountain in the lobby where they would hang out for awhile. I thought it would be funny if the manager put the ducks to work in the hotel, at the front desk, housekeeping, in the kitchen, as bell hops. I might have to do more of these. . .