Crazy self-talk, please assess my Jungian complex, and a long night of mostly drinking…

~Sunday~  Oh glorious sleeping in, I appreciated you so much this morning. I went to the gym at around 2:30, where I did 60 minutes of cardio work on the elliptical machine for an 1162-calorie burn. I really wasn’t “feeling it” today, and the inner dialog started right at about the 20-minute mark with, “I’m … Read more

A quiet awakening, an almost SHIFT-INTO-UPPERCASE customer experience, a workout, and bar-hopping…

~Saturday~  I woke up at 10:59, and I was happy to turn off my alarm that I thought was going to screech at 11:00, but it was actually set for 11:30. A quiet—less harsh—start to the day at any rate. I stopped by K-Mart on my way to the gym to either get that discount … Read more

The bus at oh-dark-hundred; humming in the mens room; tea leaves, Tarot cards, and fun, oh my!

~Friday~  I got to bed at 2:00AM, so the 5:45 AM alarm was too soon and not at all welcomed. I think this might be the first time—in the almost two years now that I’ve been riding the bus to work—that it’s been dark when I’ve walked to the bus stop. I caught the 6:15 city … Read more

A mobile walk-in freezer, ebony & ivory & a dog on the bus, laughing with Anna & Sarah…

~Wednesday~  I got my butt up at 7:00 instead of 7:30 today, with the specific goal of catching the 7:45 bus instead of the 8:15 mobile toaster oven. It was another one of those days that wasn’t that hot temperature-wise, but the humidity was so high that the back of my neck was wet with … Read more

A 40-foot mobile oven, a Spanish triangle, seeing Sarah smile, and a patron shows his ass…

~Friday~  Stagnant Driver pulled up in her 40-foot mobile oven this morning, and left it on bake my entire trip, searing her buscapade character name into time immemorial. What is wrong with her? I wish she were menopausal, although she doesn’t appear to be any where near old enough to be. It didn’t occur to … Read more

Stagnant Driver named, a near trunk full of bus, unsolicited workout advice, & Glee…

~Tuesday~  Hooray for today, as the university fall Wolfline schedule went into effect, which means four times more buses running about three times more often than over the summer. With that said, I didn’t take a Wolfline bus into work this morning. I was rushed, however, to get to the city bus stop by 8:15, … Read more

A sick day, a comment by a wife about my sleeping with her husband, and Pro Se stories…

~Monday~  I took a sick day today, and slept until just after noon. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom today. ‘Nuff said. In the world of social media, two things of interest—one an affirmation: I have removed the “Interested in: Men” indicator in my Facebook profile, because when it’s checked, almost all … 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

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

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