Welcome to the Hotel California.

How is it that after years of listening to the Eagles I never knew the meaning of that friggin song? What song? I am talking about "Hotel California". Please tell me you know who the Eagles are, or that you are at least familiar with the song. I cannot have another "You don't bring me flowers" moment. For those of you new here, thank you for joining us, and I was referring to when no one had a clue who Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond was(This was in real life at work...Arrg.)

Lois and I were listening to an excerpt from Percy Jackson and The Lightening Thief by Rick Riordan today. We were at the part where Percy, Annabeth, and Grover find the Lotus Hotel and Casino when we both said it's a trap.

I'm not going to get into the similarities between the two, but if Lois and I both caught on I'm sure others have. She is the one who said Hotel California. I was thinking the Shining. Kidding of course. The Shining was awesome, but the hotel was not inviting initially. Both the Eagles and Rick Riordan tapped into the creepily cordial world of hospitality.

I am all for top notch service, but if the price is to be stuck in a pimped out purgatory for all eternity, I am out. I now have several people banging their heads on walls wondering why. It's simple. I love life. I don't want to be holed up. The part where you can never leave pretty much seals the deal for me. I am not entering thank you very much!

Sadly, I know my son Aaron, who will be reading the book soon, would think it was Heaven, and wonder whether or not a real hotel like that one does actually exist. I am willing to bet that he will goog/bing the place. Sigh.

Just for Git and Shiggles I added the Lyrics. Well, because I like to do that. I want you to see my painful stupidity in not knowing the meaning of a remarkable song. Oh and then there is this wonderful video by Leon. I ask only that you do not have children present if you click the video. Violence leaves marks on our babies minds, and that's a BIG no-no.

OK. Enough of my banter.

Sweet dreams.

Lyn

The Eagles : Hotel California Lyrics
Songwriters: Felder, Don; Henley, Don; Frey, Glenn Lewis;

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'



The Eagles Hotel California Leon Style

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Who makes this stuff up?

Love you all.

Peace.