So I get a phone call from a Hilton Honors Lady. It seems I should accept their wonderfull offer of 4 days and 3 nights in their Las Vegas hotel for a mere $200. Of course, I would have to work out a way to get there on my own. I declined her kind offer. Not to be deterred, she added additional worthless inducements. She did stop short of adding complimentary passes to a brothel when she found out I was single. After giving up on Las Vegas, she tried Utah and Myrtle Beach, South Carolina with similar deals. I told her that I really didn't want to go to either place.

I told her I did want to go to the North Slope of Alaska next winter and watch for auroras. Apparently Hilton is short on hotels in Northern Alaska. Go figure. I mean, what could beat watching an aurora from inside a triple domed building while paddling around in a heated swimming pool? Before she finally hung up on me, she did say she would write down the idea and pass it along. I'm not holding my breath, but it couldn't hurt to ask.