While we're watching for the big signs of the end of the world as we know it, like drug usage, teen pregnancy and the fact that we seem to have only two families in this nation from which to choose presidents, civilization will probably slip away a little bit at a time, with the small things. First, it was a glass of water in restaurants -- you can have it, but you have to ask for it. Now, it's sheets. I can perhaps accept three days or even four, but a week? The story doesn't say, but I presume they do change them between guests. Gross thought, what? Glad I don't travel much. When I do, I admit, I'm fussier than I am at home. I'll use the same towel for a week in my own house. But if there aren't fresh ones in the hotel bathroom every morning, it absolutely freaks me out. Maybe Gov. Daniels can get me a good deal on an RV.
