
Yes, walking into the Radisson in Grand Rapids, MI there was much celebration to be had because my name once again waited for me on a certificate at the front desk pronouncing the Guest of the Day. They claim to draw the winners each day by random selection, but I think the folks here know there is something special in the air when I have a room reserved. As usual I got my suite which included a couch instead of a chair. For dinner my presenter, her husband and I sat at the hotel's restaurant, where I couldn't order the surf 'n turf because my presenter is deathly ill of crustaceans. Instead, I had the prime rib with wild rice and a glass of Cabernet. Then another. And another yet. Soon the three of us were drinking beers in the cocktail lounge where Big Al hosted the night's karaoke party.

I sang my usual Elvis Presley's Kentucky Rain followed by a charming and heartfelt rendition of Otis Redding's Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone. Then I was drunk and had a really hard time getting out of bed the next morning, even though my sleep number was set to 95!
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