Another nipply morning, the dope’s smoke clause, please rob me, & two-stepping to the death march…

~Wednesday~  Another nipply morning, and another rider paying his bus fare with gloves on. This was a sensible person, though, as he was not trying to deposit coins, but merely sliding his fare card, which he did beautifully and it worked perfectly. Oh yeah, he was me. Sci-Fi Fantasy Man was reading a small hard-bound … Read more

Whatupdawg, my community service history, high expectorations, and a workout…

~Friday~  It was cold as a witch’s tit at the bus top this morning, and the bus was on the late, rather than early, side. As we went around a stopped Wolfline bus, I saw Logorrhea running to catch that one. I wondered if she talks as much on that bus as she does on … Read more

Hood day on the bus, Lacoste makes shoes?, a plethora of affirmations, and a fun night out…

~Friday~  Evidently I didn’t get the memo that it was hood and hat day on the bus. Four people sitting around me had hoods on, and by that I mean they had them pulled up over their heads on the bus, and two of them had on hats under those hoods. One of the hoods—sans … Read more