I don’t have a lot of time today so I’m sending you all this beautiful postcard.
It is from the Del-Ray Motel on Route 40 a little bit west of Indianapolis. Isn’t this an enchanting place?*
The pastel-tobacco tiled walls! The brown and yellow floor! They contrast so nicely with the mint green of the glass desk, the beds and the bolted-to-the-wall night table.
Best of all, the room seems to come with a strange guy who will show you exactly where the bed closest to the door is. He is wearing his best Fred Mertz pants, belted just under the armpits.
You can use that wall phone to book another motel room. Fred will point out the door, his smile barely wavering (though it may indeed waver, so proud he is of this splendid room) as you leave.
*I’m not here, though. But maybe some day!
[From WMFU's Beware of the Blog (it's on Flickr and some other places, too).]