~Wednesday~ On most of the city buses, just under the place where all the pamphlets of the various CAT bus routes are kept, there is a plastic plate under which sheets of paper and postcards can be slipped. Almost exclusively, this spot touts ads for local churches. I wonder what that says about targeted and/or captive audiences. … Read more
~Monday~ It’s the “City of Raleigh–Try Transit Week,” for which today’s bus driver did nothing toward making it an experience that might make one say, “Yeah, this is great! I could do this—and enjoy it!” He floored the gas pedal before I made it anywhere close to a seat, which made me slide a little on … Read more
~Sunday~ We were up at 8:00 after eight hours of sleep. We went to the Farmers’ Market Restaurant for breakfast, where Robert had the French Toast and I had a Sausage and Cheddar Omelet. Robert treated, and I contributed the tip. Thanks, my sweet! Back home, we finished that second crossword puzzle we started last night, … Read more
~Saturday~ I had my alarm set to not sleep over eight hours, but woke up after seven and couldn’t easily fall back asleep, so I got up. I had an English muffin, a hard-boiled egg with the yoke discarded, and a cup of coffee that ended up being a lot of drama. I hate it … Read more
~Friday~ Okay, it’s official. Grumpy Boy does have a sense of humor. And once again the evidence of that was on his t-shirt, which today instead of saying, “Does this shirt make me look grumpy?” said, “You’re not yourself today. I noticed the improvement immediately.” At one stop, a man got on the bus, while two … Read more
~Thursday~ Our very little girl with the little yellow purse on the vertically extended arm got on the bus again this morning. She had on yellow socks to match her purse—and I find it hard to believe that I’ve not noticed these before if they’re not new: she had on large, gold, serpentine hoop earrings. And … Read more
~Wednesday~ I woke up at 7:50, immediately disoriented because it was bright out already, but my alarm hadn’t gone off. Turns out it wasn’t set. (Love that “no blame” passive voice.) I can’t remember the last time, if ever, I’ve done that. I calmed myself, “Don’t go to the Alzheimer’s place. It’s an isolated incident.” Because … Read more
~Sunday~ I took advantage of the wonderful weather today and did the nice three-mile walk around Lake Johnson. While walking I listened to an episode of This American Life that is up there in the top three—and I’ve listened to a lot of them—of all-time compelling, compelling radio. I don’t even have kids, and it was … Read more
~Friday~ Madonna and Genetically-Beautiful Daughter (a.k.a. Sophia), did what, by now, has become their routine—that is to say, they got off the bus at the stop after I got on. The Waffle House Man sat in front of me holding a half-eaten breakfast that I got a quick look at as I passed him to take … Read more
~Thursday~ I didn’t get the memo that I was supposed to wear camouflage pants on the bus this morning. Two very attractive young men did, though, and they wore them well. One of them is becoming a regular rider whom I haven’t really mentioned before, but he’s a young Hispanic boy who I’ve seen almost … Read more