Spooning, lunch with a missing apostrophe, not grateful, and throwing in the dancing towel…

~Wednesday~  You’ve heard of the fork in the road, but how about the: I stepped over that walking to my bus stop this morning. That driver was back, but mercifully, she actually had on the air-conditioning. The Kanki Guy (officially named now) got on at the McDonald’s stop at Western/Gorman, and I’ve officially deemed that … Read more

900 Gorman Street, Elijah!, it’s its like it should be, lunch w/Myra, & hairy issues…

~Tuesday~  This morning’s 8:15 city bus was sufficiently air-conditioned. A man sat in the front, right, center-facing seat holding up a little piece of paper with an address of 900 Gorman Street on it, and both the lady in the seat behind me and the seat across from me were engaged in helping him determine … Read more

The bus detours from the detour, silent discos, a silenced young girl, & collaborating with Anna…

~Monday~  I couldn’t have been more pleased to see a heavy, male driver of the 8:15 city bus pull up to my stop this morning. With that I thought: “There’s a chance the air will be on because: 1) It’s not the regular lady driver who keeps it turned off, and 2) Since the driver’s … Read more

Country gospel, the guts to kill him when he asked, back to the gym, a GLEEful day & Kurt’s dad…

~Sunday~  I’d set my alarm for 11:00, but was up at 9. I made a most delicious turkey sausage and cheddar cheese omelet for breakfast, which I enjoyed with some whole wheat toast and coffee. In what’s as close to a Sunday morning ritual that I’ve been able to keep, I listened to a country … Read more

MBD BOD meeting, hanging at Robert’s place, The Kids Are All Right, & the pre-party that wasn’t…

~Saturday~  I was up at 8:00 this morning, since I got to bed early. I had a couple of turkey sausage biscuits for breakfast with some coffee, while I finished up my Friday blog entry. For the rest of the morning, I finalized the agenda for our board meeting at noon, and finished up the … Read more

It’s always something, stop tape, long toes, a 32-year anniversary, and dinner with Steve…

~Thursday~  Today was a repeat of a stagnant-air, hot bus. Several of the windows were actually open, though, and the air mercifully came on at the Kaplan and Gorman intersection, which is just minutes past where I board. Interestingly, when it did come on, it smelled a little musty and mildewy. Like Roseanne Roseannadanna used … Read more

An ice queen bus driver, showing some leg, Myra’s back in town, dancing tragedy, and juicy obits…

~Wednesday~  Another uncomfortably high-humidity morning boarding a bus with no air circulating whatsoever. During my short 10-15 minute ride, one person fanned himself with a magazine, one lady got up and took two CAT Bus Route pamphlets out of the rack and used those to fan herself, and the guy sitting across from me opened … Read more

A pretty French Maid spins a head, a technical edit, and creationism gets a new finger…

~Monday~  I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus up at the Gorman Street / Kings Court stop. Just before the bus arrived, this cute, petite Asian girl walked up to the stop in an outfit that made me think, “Are you a student or a French Maid?” I’m quite sure if I were straight, … Read more