. . . that I didn't care if anyone came through the door and mugged me and killed me. Plus, I wasn't paying for it so I didn't have a lot of choice. "What can one say about the Bar X?" Let me rephrase that: "What can one say that is 'good' about the Bar X?!!" The door lock seemed to work. though the knob was loose. The dead-bolt handle just spun around and spun around without moving the dead-bolt. But, who cared . . . I was sooo tired . . . I figured with the gaps around the door that it had been kicked in a few times. Even if the dead-bolt had backed up the loose-, but-activated-, -door-knob/-lock, any would-be intruder on West Colfax Avenue in Denver, Colorado (not the "best" part of town!!) could gain easy access anyway, by kicking in the door, in order to mug me. But, I was sooo tired . . . . . . Had I still smoked (I quit in '91), I could have had a couple cigarettes as there were at least a half dozen of "Prior-Occupant's" lying all over the floor, along with his or her hat (which "Mama-Motel-Manager" would have ignored 'cept I gave it to her. We both ignored the cigarettes on the floor. I don't know about Mama-, but, I was soooo tired. . . ). The bed got made just before I sat down on it (by Mama-; I was sooooo tired . . .). The carpet didn't look like it had been vacummed for a week or more (Maybe that was why "Papa-Motel-Manager" was yelling at "Mama-Motel-Manager" in Thai, or Laotian, or some Asiatic-sounding language?). But, I was sooo tired . . . . . . Fortunately, unlike my travel companion in another room, my bed-spread DID NOT HAVE 30 CIGARETTE BURNS IN IT! I felt fortunate for that, however, the secondary smoke in my room was good enough for at least half a butt, her's, at least three or four of "prior-occupants" Marlboros. Who cared about missing light bulbs near the three mirrors near the dresser (That was a dresser? I think! Seems someone turned parts of it into kindling at some point in time.); not me; I was sooo tired . . . . . . To make a long review shorter, let me just say that the most humorous part was the duct-tape around the pipe to the shower-head where that pipe came out of the wall. But, I was sooooo tired. . . especially after sleeping for an hour between 4:30 a.m. and 5:30 a.m. . . . that my sense of humor was probably distorted. Bad carpet! Bad tile in the bathroom, where it was still affixed to the floor!. . . noisy!! . . . filthy!!! . . .pig-sty in style!!!! if not '50s Denver/Western bordello (at least no hooker kicked in the door with a--uhem, cough, hack--customer) . . . but, who cares, . . . I was sooo . . . . . .Oh, Hell! I was even more tired after staying there than before. HOW TIRED WAS I? I WAS SO TIRED!!! But, everyone out to stay at the Bar X at least one night in their lives. It'll motivate us/them to be better people, having had a glimpse of Hell here on earth . . . well . . . !!YYYAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWNNNNN!! . . . maybe not, but--SMALL SIGH!!--it might help us to appreciate the better motels and hotels, those that rate 1 star or better out of a 5 star rating. I have no option but to give the Bar X a full dot, one circle. But, it's not even worth a normal slice-of-pie sized slice of a circle, not worth a fraction of a dot . . . well, except for the entertainment value . . . but, again, I was soooooo tired . . .…
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