I wonder if the Puppy Channel is by the guy profiled on TAL who was trying to get one started.

It is, the story I linked to talks about that.

Huh. My city is merely the grid/map, not satellite photos. Which I think I'm cool with

To the upper right of the map there's a link to click for the sattellite photos.

I am not germphobic at all. Well, a little antsy around sick babies - then I'll do some OCD handwashing, but that's by hard experience. But generalized hotel stuff? Nah. I'm a strong believer in keeping my immune system strong by fending off constant assaults by Warg Riders bacteria.

I cleaned hotel rooms when I was younger. The sheets are fine. It's the comforter you really want to not touch your bare skin. IJS.

Amen. I've been stupefied that several guys I've hooked up with were completely unaware of the ookiness of hotel bedspreads. The looks on their faces when I tell them "odds are someone's changed a diaper on that comforter since it was last cleaned" are priceless.

Heh. You know you're a parent when "changed a diaper on this bed" doesn't bother you but "somebody had sex on this bedspread" does. Even though you know which one is more likely to be infectious.

I guess I can see the bathroom upright approach, but those bathrooms are teeny.

I think that's the point, Hec. Once you have two people in one of those airplane bathrooms, the two of you are definitely have sex, whether you wanted and intended to or not.

To the upper right of the map there's a link to click for the sattellite photos.

D'oh! Well, they're still not at the super-zoom level. I'm still cool with that. I can see the lakes I run around, though! Yay lakes.

Heh. You know you're a parent when "changed a diaper on this bed" doesn't bother you but "somebody had sex on this bedspread" does. Even though you know which one is more likely to be infectious.

You know you're a new parent when you're involved in the former way more often than the latter.

The maps have been by at least half a block on my test addresses. My parents' address is not in there at all.

Looking at my parents' address on the map made me realize my mental map was completely south-north. Oops.

Mile-high club meara (so to speak)

And god forbid you get some sort of freaky pilot that's all, "No, we're not landing til she gets there."

I dunno, could be a service she pays extra for.

Consistently? You can't just jump? A lot?

Though I think sex on a trampoline comes with its own cachet, if not its own snappy nickname.

Damn, Jess beat me to it!

The comforters are the scary part.

Uh oh. Just how often do they get cleaned, generally?

So, so didn't need to think about that.

I'm not having sex in a hotel right now!!!

AIFG? Or would that be AINot-FG?