sat 26 jan 2008 15:55:00 desert ridge resort, phoenix
15.55 u. i am in room 4179 at the j w marriot desert ridge resort and spa. it's very yellow in here, and very sunny. they have cacti here too, and golf.
17.15 u. i'm sitting outside by the pond and squirty fountains. ducks are patrolling the terrace. a gang of old women are talking loud about which meds they take and which doctors give them. one wearing a "patriots" jersey. "oh! she plays bocce!" in the distance, a temple with a waterfall. my cocktail waitress (sez she is not old enough to drink) wears black and has black eyes and hair. it's cooler in the shadow. sunset should be soon. only the tops of the palms are still lit. i am alone. i dunno where client is at. a pint of stella costs USD 6,50 here. handy snacks. wasabe-coated peas, pretzels, and some kinda salt-n-peppery trail mix. i could eat this all day wishing it had vitamins and fiber.
christ but there are a lot of americans in this place.
[later] dinner for 15 at roy's. guests of [dept]. cute dimwit [illness] rep from s fla. loud people. bang scream shots, "soco lime", freudian spritz.
22.05 u. now i am outside at the vista lounge again. the live cover music inside the lobby is kinda too much for me. maybe i can get a drink out here.
is it, like, we have to bribe them to feel like part of the mission? that guy just spent $2000 in there buying dinner for 15 people getting obnoxious. and that's just a sliver of what's going on here. and i worry about the cost of the films?
00.05 [...] said this whole event is costing the company 2 million. i'm like, if this is how you guys live, i'm tripling my rate.